I Told Her
Peezy
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Yeah She wanna spit on it, lick on it Uh, yeah She wanna get up and sit on it She know I ain't got no big homie I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her Come spit on it, sit on it She know I ain't got no big homie I got it on, some shit on me I make these bitches come get on me I'm sellin' dog, got a pit on me Spent too much money on drip for this shit to have lint on it Pull off the lot, put the tint on it You better not be on your block when we spin on it I'm in a stolen Trackhawk with no VIN numbers Say he gon' rob me, stop it, dude, mission impossible She wanna blow on this dick like a popsicle She wanna let her friend come and watch it too I'ma just make it rain the George Washingtons I don't see nobody stoppin' us Ghetto Boyz can do a lot for ya I get money and I'm popular Movin' like we in the mafia She let me pop off a Perc', now she poppin' us Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her Ayy, everywhere I go, it look like I'm a lick Ain't got shit but Amiri and Rick on me (the know that) Ain't rockin' no charm, only put on a watch How I still left the crib with a brick on me? (Uh, ayy) Ain't been on my block in like over a year But I'm still in the hood like a big homie (Swerve) Gotta give my security one-fifty a year But I still left the brib with a stick on me, bitch Worth eight figures, put six on your clique (go) One hundred thousand ain't shit 'cause I'm rich Palms be sweaty, but my shit'll itch Guns be legal, we still got a switch (brrt) Labels be trippin', we shit on 'em (shittin' on 'em) I'm independent, I been on it (I been on it) All of my whips got the tint on it (come on) When we spinnin' it, she lick on it, spit on it Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it Come spit on it, sit on it I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her
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Written by: ay29areyoumad, Herbert Randall Wright III, Nikita Laremchuk, Phillip Peaks
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