Sim Simma
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
The mac mean it I sleep wit my nina
A freak wit all bitches from black to latina, aye
I'm with trina diamond and kim
Turnt up last night we finna do it again
Cuz they roll me backwoods and let me fuck on they friends
Better have my n's right baby bring the bands
And if a bitch test me they finna give her the hands
And in the valentino bag keep a blam for her mans
Bling blinga, turn up them speakers
Keep up that hatin we gon pick up them heaters, aye
Nigga test me if you do not believe us
My word is law so you cannot police us
Copy and paste but they cannot delete us
Picked up that pace so these niggas cannot keep up
I beat it up he mad as fuck I see it on his face bruh
It ain't bad luck nigga you just ain't enough
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand, aye
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Won't take the blame cuz I got mackin in my blood
Ain't no shame when she do her hoe stuff
Slim thang but the back is robust
She stay in her lane bout the cash she be in a rush
Baby girl said she wanna grocery shop
Lil mami please you know it's only trees that I cop
I'll slide back around 3 and hit Katrina to rock
The key to the lock I know that she been fiendin for cock
Did my thug thizzle dip hit up Ashley I'm on the way
She roll up a j and then post her in lingerie
Got a meal made a welcome the proper way
She really the muse said her voice is like guapele
Jenny want a house and collection of lil kids
Had to stray away and then tapped with all her friends
Used to have a beemer don't mean I don't wanna Benz
We could stay friends but baby that all depends
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
The mac mean it I sleep wit my nina
A freak wit all bitches from black to latina, aye
I'm with trina diamond and kim
Turnt up last night we finna do it again
Cuz they roll me backwoods and let me fuck on they friends
Better have my n's right baby bring the bands
And if a bitch test me they finna give her the hands
And in the valentino bag keep a blam for her mans
Bling blinga, turn up them speakers
Keep up that hatin we gon pick up them heaters, aye
Nigga test me if you do not believe us
My word is law so you cannot police us
Copy and paste but they cannot delete us
Picked up that pace so these niggas cannot keep up
I beat it up he mad as fuck I see it on his face bruh
It ain't bad luck nigga you just ain't enough
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand, aye
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Won't take the blame cuz I got mackin in my blood
Ain't no shame when she do her hoe stuff
Slim thang but the back is robust
She stay in her lane bout the cash she be in a rush
Baby girl said she wanna grocery shop
Lil mami please you know it's only trees that I cop
I'll slide back around 3 and hit Katrina to rock
The key to the lock I know that she been fiendin for cock
Did my thug thizzle dip hit up Ashley I'm on the way
She roll up a j and then post her in lingerie
Got a meal made a welcome the proper way
She really the muse said her voice is like guapele
Jenny want a house and collection of lil kids
Had to stray away and then tapped with all her friends
Used to have a beemer don't mean I don't wanna Benz
We could stay friends but baby that all depends
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand
Baby who am I
I'm a boy I'm the man
I'm that nigga I'm the nigga that these niggas can't stand
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Sim simma, slid on selena
Count up my green, sleep wit my nina
Sim simma, slid on sabrina
Swooped her then we pulled up on tina aye
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Johnson-domio
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