Throw Fits
G-Eazy, London on Da Track, City Girls, Juvenile
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Do whatcha, do whatcha, do whatcha do Do whatcha, do whatcha, do whatcha, do whatcha, do it Remember shawty made a monkey on the dick? But now I'm 'bout to make you throw such a fit Remember shawty made a monkey on the dick? But now I'm 'bout to make you throw such a fit Now throw such a fit, now throw such a fit Now throw such a fit, now throw such a fit Do whatcha do whatcha, do whatcha do We got London on the track Get my platinum, I'ma empty out the ATM (ATM) On the seat, no cap, and I don't play pretend (facts) One thousand, two thousand, three, gone (pouf) If you ain't tryna suck dick, then be gone Hop out the Porsche, got in the 'Rari just to switch it up 0-60, 2.8, I paddle shifted up West Hollywood, little model, she got a nip and tuck (facts) Got her vagina rejuvenated, it's a different f*ck Me and London pullin' up in these Lambo trucks (that's a fact) Spent a thousand while you throw your little hundred bucks (broke ass) That really was a splurge? I mean you broke as f*ck (Broke ass) It's friend and gang, get a poncho, come and soak it up Really, I mean for real, like where they do that? In the Bay, we say, "Yee!," In New Orleans, they say, "Who Dat?" I'm flagrant, I'm in lil' baby's ear like, "Where your dude at?" Just ordered China Blue Flame I'm askin', "Where my food at?" (bitch) I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits Got the club goin' crazy when I throw this I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits Why you got your hands out? You can't hold this I got two phones, to bump my shit Sugar daddy, other for my shooter, he be trigger happy Pussy real bald, it ain't never nappy Got my own boots just to make me happy (facts) F*ck another drip, spot a new Patek (ice) He gon' it want back, I'm his fellow freak (ow) Get him stuck in my pussy, I ain't finna greet F*ck him once, f*ck him twice, now we on streak (woo) Late night in the Hills, f*ck 'em on the street (in the hills) In my pussy past 12 late night spree (trick) What's her name? (What's her name?), Yung Miami (Yung Miami) Hood bitch act up, need a Grammy (need a Grammy) My son comes first, that's family (facts) Somebody touch him, that's them like gambling Will take the top off, no tan lines I ain't gets no reply, you a friend of mine I should whoop your ass like a kid of mine You don't like me? Bitch, go get in line, period (ay) I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits Got the club goin' crazy when I throw this I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits Why you got your hands out? You can't hold this Do whatcha, do whatcha, do whatcha do (highway, oh yeah) She told me, "I just wanna f*ck" I told her she a psycho (she a psycho) She asked me if I got a friend, I said yeah but I ain't like it (I ain't like it) I like my women like my crawfish, hot and spicy You want to chill when I come over, ho? Then don't invite me This is Mr. Bounce back, spin and get it all back Money good but first you gotta empty out my ball sacks (ooh) I'm in a Lamborghini for the thirsty Bitches who just wanna f*ck with niggas who in first place (Mmh) lookin' at the best up in here, ain't no ultimatum I never showed them niggas mercy, only God forgave 'em (God forgave 'em) We throwin' money in the air, we tryna touch the ceiling (ceiling) Niggas keep lookin' and they can't get out they fuckin' feelings (oh) Bounce it for a twenty, shake it for a fifty (shake it) Do it for a hundred, pay your bills baby (pay your bills baby) Ain't no other dick, this the only dick Now monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick (ay, bitch) I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits Got the club goin' crazy when I throw this I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits I'ma throw this money while they throw fits Why you got your hands out? You can't hold this Remember shawty made a monkey on the dick? But now I'm 'bout to make you throw such a fit Remember shawty made a monkey on the dick?
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Written by: Renetta Yemika Lowe-Bridgewater, Roark Bailey, Aubrey Robinson, Jatavia Johnson, London Holmes, Terius Gray, Caresha Brownlee, Gerald Earl Gillum
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