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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Malik Devon
Malik Devon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Jackson
Malik Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emmanuel Nwaroh
Emmanuel Nwaroh
Producer
Kenneth Kimpe
Kenneth Kimpe
Producer
Jared Daniels
Jared Daniels
Producer

Lyrics

Baby do you stick Do you trip? Do you do a dance I can never tell if you can Spent a hunnid bands Baby do the most I go rock Cumming in pants Thinking that she psychic in this shit Put me in a trans Cali Reds Valley Threads Black on Black from tip to toe It's all depends On the day Moving out from 34 I cannot wait Staying Hill to Hill I thought we would, Look Momma, Think we made it Moving back to Vegas Sucking me off dater, Burping me up later Saying that it's cum Yeah, She kinda crazy Yesterday feel hazy Got me feeling me numb Think I know her name So, I call her Tracie Drugs don't make me lazy Sunk careers I said it's dangerous Disappear like vapers Nigga, What's the word Citykid would make you famous Whispered like a humming bird Used to tell me, we won't make it That some shit you would prefer Couldn't say my name til now I promise you Y'all, I endured Used to get real salty bout the business Promised I matured Used to feel real shaky bout the paper Now the bag secured Do not date no girl that fucks you first & Then gets insecure Shots drank off her belly, Not her first Question her like, Wait a minute? Drinking, smoking, Where's her limits Dance all night, Made triple digits Off the P and Now I fidget MVP That's how I win it Ass on me That's how I finish Papa P That's how I'm living Rolling joints I didn't show you, look at her I'm asking Baby do you stick Do you trip Do you do a dance I can never tell if you can Spent a hunnid bands Baby do the most I go rock Cumming in pants Thinking that she psychic in this shit Put me in a trans She think she cold, but she dyke (She a dyke) I still hit her like, twice Trying to figure out what's right when it was wrong Ride round 40, knock out your chromosome Grew up poor, Now I'm living life I be still up at 12 like I'm riding bikes She gon chew on this dick like a Mike & Ike He think he Superman, Hit him with that Kryptonite I tell god, pray for me cause I ain't living right Watching me like it's Nick at Night Bottom of my shoe's bloody, I'm a crip tonight Nigga's living life Baby do you stick Do you trip Do you do a dance I can never tell if you can Spent a hunnid bands Baby do the most I go rock Cumming in pants Thinking that she psychic in this shit Put me in a trans
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