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Uh huh, yeah, yeah Uh huh, yeah, Storch Uh, uh huh, yeah Boo yah, you hit the lotto 'Cause Chuck had a bottle And I'm feelin' tight woozy Feelin' like Jacuzzi Soak and you smokin' Cali Kush and chokin' My pink nipples pokin' You ready to stroke it? Jokin', ain't sweet to bag it Resume got to be spotless For you to tag it I'm a handful like fat ass When you grab it Take a stab Cold turkey in my attic (tell me) Ever had a bitch like me? You ain't never had a chick like C All struck, tossed up 'Bout the way I flow But so low, that's the way I roll So let's go, but uh Hold up, wait a minute who he? Letras de cancionesGangsta, gangsta, sure enough, oooh eeeh Come ride if you come my way 'Cause all night is the way I play (ok) Now what you sayin' again? Tell me what it's hittin' for You only got 4 minutes like I'm 'bout to spit it Doin' 5, I hit the door (woah) Don't talk just do it Don't beat around the bush get to it Hope you got your wing up Better drink a Redbull In a minute I'm a make you lose it You lose it, you lose it CB goin' make you lose it I got my low cut jeans You can see my G-String Guaranteed I'm a make you lose it Listen, I ain't startin' nothin' I ain't finishin' Pressed to get me in horizontal position And comin' at me sideways I ain't listenin' You let the fuck up Boy I'm nitro glycerine Firestarter, if you right I go harder My guard up, your jaw up Runnin' your black carter Shake 'em up, explode Like chic soda, it's Coca-cola keep blowin' my Motorola Told ya I need a soldier Think you in love with a stripper Like T-Pain where that pole up And I ain't talkin' metal I'm talkin' Hold the fuckin' sunshine Tell wifey you 'bout to roll what And it ain't Kush wet hash or haze It's them lips legs and ass That fuckin' amaze Come ride if you're comin' my way And all night still the way I play then (ok) Now what you sayin' again? Tell me what it's hittin' for You only got 4 minutes like I'm 'bout to spit it Doin' 5, I hit the door (woah) Don't talk just do it Don't beat around the bush get to it Hope you got your wing up Better drink a Redbull In a minute I'm a make you lose it You lose it, you lose it CB goin' make you lose it I got my low cut jeans You can see my G-String Guaranteed I'm a make you lose it Charli got the good and plenty (plenty) I'm a perform for you (for you) I hope you didn't bite off More than you can chew (chew) Go ahead and take a shot of Henne (Henne) 'Cause I'm about to work you out (ow) No need for conversation ('sation) Just show me what you're all about (ow!) The metal to the pedal, skip the chit-chat Mix Sprite with dip-n-dab and told 'em sit back 10 minutes later you feelin' that kick back Get kicked in my flick, I hand picked 'em Stressed to lick their, seat belt clicked and He clicked off, I got hit off and I ain't victim Bounce game sickening, that's the way I play But all night after hustling, you need to stay (ok) Now what you sayin' again? Tell me what it's hittin' for You only got 4 minutes like I'm 'bout to spit it Doin' 5, I hit the door (woah) Don't talk just do it Don't beat around the bush get to it Hope you got your wing up Better drink a Redbull In a minute I'm a make you lose it You lose it, you lose it CB goin' make you lose it I got my low cut jeans You can see my G-String Guaranteed I'm a make you lose it From Letras Mania