Kredity
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason X
Songwriter
Quentin Dennison
Songwriter
Scott "Big Poppa Nutt" Colenutt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason X
Producer
BPNProductions
Engineer
Texty
Saturday night, place is lit
Bass bumpin' on the speaker, feelin' it
Get your groove on then move it how you wanna
Come on lil' mama, you know that I'm gonna
Keep the party going, get it hype, that's right
All night been how I like, excited, the airways tight
Not right, not wrong, nothing in between
Spit obscene if I want, if you know what I mean
Now what you puffin' on? what you passin' around?
Pass it over to me, I like to get down
Matter of fact, put them lighters in the sky
Big Poppa Nutt, said I wanna get high
Fuck that, smoke that, tell me where the coke at
Tell me where the rubber bands, tell me where the dro at
Beat the pussy up, I be crazed like a madman
Get what she want, when she rub it like Aladdin
Fuck that, smoke that, tell me where the coke at
Tell me where the rubber bands, tell me where the dro at
Beat the pussy up, I be crazed like a madman
Give her what she want when she rub it like Aladdin
Night is young, come on, let's get
Hot and heavy, work up that sweat
Move your hips, girl, shake that ass
Bend it now, twerk it fast
Work it, baby, do it, baby
Oh my goodness gracious, lady
I'm so elevated Yeah, I'm fightin' this impatience, baby
We could just bounce, go off on our own
Get a little high, do whatever we want
Yeah, you look good to me
Pretty girl, I can guarantee
All night long, I'ma keep you comin
Over and over, now, ain't that somethin?
I'ma make the party rock, girl, you lookin' mighty hot
The way you shake it all around
Got me thinkin' naughty thoughts
Grabbin' at my belt, don't stop
Come on climb up right up top
Like Lil Wayne said, lick me like a lollipop
My flow's bomb, bars tight
Straight up fire on the mic
Lit up like a spotlight
Lyrically beyond sight
Hit you with the boom-bap
Teach you how to rap right
Pass that shit to me
Now let's get high
Fuck that, smoke that, tell me where the coke at
Tell me where the rubber bands, tell me where the dro at
Beat the pussy up, I be crazed like a madman
Get what she want, when she rub it like Aladdin
Fuck that, smoke that, tell me where the coke at
Tell me where the rubber bands, tell me where the dro at
Beat the pussy up, I be crazed like a madman
Give her what she want when she rub it like Aladdin
She feelin every lyric come across her soul
This that old-school funk with some rock'n'roll
I got it all in stock like Shop'n'Go
So don't change into nothing, just take off your clothes
Listen like I'm whispering, like wishes in this mic
I give a girl eternal life like a vampire bite
Everytime I touch her skin she feel a shiver down her spine
She forgetting all about you once I'm in between her thighs
I won't ever hand a rose
To open-handed "hand-me" hoes
Who slice you like a cantaloupe
Disguising it like candle's smoke
She naked for the Canon, posing
Dancin' for the camera-roll
When she shake it like the weather cold
That ass is like my antidote, wait
The fuck is that shit?
These bitches really thinking I'll put up that shit?
Fuck that, trick
I ain't about a dollar but I'll cut that sniff
Then if she says she likes it rough, then
I could punch that bitch
So now its me and three ex's(XXXL)
Like one of Bossman's coats
Finger paintings hid-away, like the Lost Van Goghs
What we waitin' for? I'm faded as a goddamned ghost
If I ain't the greatest yet I'm getting goddamn close
Fuck that, smoke that, tell me where the coke at
Tell me where the rubber bands, tell me where the dro at
Beat the pussy up, I be crazed like a madman
Get what she want, when she rub it like Aladdin
Fuck that, smoke that, tell me where the coke at
Tell me where the rubber bands, tell me where the dro at
Beat the pussy up, I be crazed like a madman
Give her what she want when she rub it like Aladdin
Outriders Music Inc.™ 2023 (est.2014)
Written by: Jason X, Quentin Dennison, Scott Colenutt
