I Bring Tha Fire

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Sipp Tha Hustla

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Oh, yeah, son, this right here, go hard
Tuned up
Iceberg wanna bag, bitch
I bring the fire

Real hot n***a shit
I'm what she desire
Fifty shades of Sipp
My heart is frozen

It's cold
Many times it's been broken
I can't trust these n****s
I can't trust these hoes

I'm bout my skrilla, baby
The way I dress, it shows
Real hot n***a shit
I can't trust these n****s

I can't trust these hoes
I'm bout that skrilla, baby
The way I dress, it shows
Real hot n***a shit

Yeah, I'm hot, I'm fire
I'm what she desire
I can't cuff no bitch
Unless her friend beside ha

Trail ride every weekend
You know that she's a rider
All on World Star YouTube
Yeah, you know that she's a fighter

Back, back, clap that
Bend over, let me smack that
She be everywhere the ballas is, baby
She be everywhere the stacks at

My heart is cold its icy,
I don't want no bitch to wife me
All that goddamn fussin, nagging
Plus, all these bitches trifling

N**** say he don't like who
But tell me what he gon' do
That nigga a p***y a rat
Call that boi Ratatouille

I got the power 50
Yeah, and the Phantom Ghost
I've been cutting n****s' fingers off, since Gucci
And shooting b****es in they pinky toes

I get the skrilla, Denero
Birds come in flocks, we call them elbows
Got it straight out the mud, The dirt
Came a long way from wearing shell toes

I can't do right by you, girl
I love female attention
You can't do right by me either
I bet yo ass don't ever listen

I bring the fire
Real hot n***a shit
On what you desire
My heart is frozen

It's cold
Many times it's been broken
I can't trust these n****s
I can't trust these h**s

I'm bout my skrilla, baby
The way I dress, it shows
Real hot n***a shit
I can't trust these n****s

I can't trust these hoes
I'm bout that skrilla, baby
The way I dress, it shows

Real hot n***a shit
They looked over me
Made fun of me
Now I'm poppin
I'm who they wanna be

I can't take no more
Time to up the score
If you hatin' in my face
Don't call me bro

No
Yeah
Bitch ass n***a

Sipp Tha Hustla
I'm steppin on
N****s necks

I put my heart on the table
Helped those who wasn't stable
Always had a good heart
Did when I wasn't able

Sipp Tha Hustla
You can't smoke like this
This that expensive shit
It was a hot girl summer
Now they mad we lit

Girls shake they laghy taphy
I'm Mr. Chico stick
It's a hot n***a summer
When I pull this dick out you gon' spit

I'm all out of favors
I know that hate is your favorite flavor
Ooh, young Joc looking boi
Think that you from Decatur

Wheres my help when I need it
These n****s, they be broke, they be greedy
Always smilin' with they hands out
Call, 1-800-JOIN-THE-NEEDY

Yeah, I'm fresh, I'm fly
Alternate tha truth, never tell no lie
You know this summer, BBF
Broke b***h free, I'm single tonight

Laughed at me when I was in a hoopty
Now them same b*****s wanna do me
Same n****s asking fa rides
Now they mad they bitch wanna do me

I put my heart on the table
Helped those who wasn't stable
Always had a good heart
Did when I wasn't able

Uuummmm, I bring the fire

Real hot n***a shit
Real hot n***a shit
I'm what she desire
Fifty shades of Sipp

Uummm, my heart is frozen
It's cold
Ummmm, many times it's been broken
I can't trust these n****s

I can't trust these hoes
I'm bout my skrilla, baby
The way I dress it shows
Uummm, real hot n***a shit

I can't trust these n****s
I can't trust these hoes
I'm bout that skrilla, baby
The way I dress it shows

Ummm, real hot n***a shit
Sipp Tha Hustla
Down 2 Hustle Ent

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