Lotti Dotti (feat. Bricko Sicko & Big Homie Juice)
It's lotti dotti let's go have a party
My girl she ride me just like i'm Harley
Smokin' on gas, I'm feeling like Marley
Got her on camera just like she iCarly
Kickin' my shit just like I'm Matt Hardy
Just want the top, I'm sorry my darling
Too busy right now, The money keep callin'
Back bend on swisher, now look how I'm ballin'
It's lotti dotti let's go have a party
My girl she ride me just like i'm Harley
Smokin' on gas, I'm feeling like Marley
Got her on camera just like she iCarly
Kickin' my shit just like I'm Matt Hardy
Just want the top, I'm sorry my darling
Too busy right now, The money keep callin'
Back bend on swisher, now look how I'm ballin'
Tore up the streets with a new style of motion
I floor out this bitch, it ain't no room left open
I hop out the whip like I play in the league
I Steve Nash in yo' 'ville that's a ten I can see
She hit up the jack, she wanna drive the boat
She hop in that bih, I hope she don't fold
I get it all cash, I don't need a note
She want a surprise let me think on that note
I count cash in my dreams when I sleep
When they pass me that "ahh" I be geeked
I be tuckin' my chain every week
Ain't no keys, i push button the jeep
I remember them rules, keys, cash moves
Steppin Static Metal 'till I'm dead
Bikini's and tings, private lagoon
She surfing, she surfing the waves on my neck
It's lotti dotti let's go have a party
My girl she ride me just like i'm Harley
Smokin' on gas, I'm feeling like Marley
Got her on camera just like she iCarly
Kickin' my shit just like I'm Matt Hardy
Just want the top, I'm sorry my darling
Too busy right now, The money keep callin'
Back bend on swisher, now look how I'm ballin'
Swine time
In the air like Jeff Hardy
These niggas don't like me
I gotta stay cautious
Fuck me so good, got me sweatin' like sona
Be layin' that pipe, no plunger, I plug her
I rome in the night, i'm outside with my thuggers
10 toes 'till i'm under, give blood to my brothers
Damaging beats, put them under construction
Swear they was wiht me I know that they wasn't
Tore up the streets with a new style of motion
I floor out this bitch, it ain't no room left open
I hop out the whip like I play in the league
I Steve Nash in yo' 'ville that's a ten I can see
She hit up the jack, she wanna drive the boat
She hop in that bih, I hope she don't fold
My girl she ride me just like i'm Harley
Smokin' on gas, I'm feeling like Marley
Got her on camera just like she iCarly
Kickin' my shit just like I'm Matt Hardy
Just want the top, I'm sorry my darling
Too busy right now, The money keep callin'
Back bend on swisher, now look how I'm ballin'
It's lotti dotti let's go have a party
My girl she ride me just like i'm Harley
Smokin' on gas, I'm feeling like Marley
Got her on camera just like she iCarly
Kickin' my shit just like I'm Matt Hardy
Just want the top, I'm sorry my darling
Too busy right now, The money keep callin'
Back bend on swisher, now look how I'm ballin'
Tore up the streets with a new style of motion
I floor out this bitch, it ain't no room left open
I hop out the whip like I play in the league
I Steve Nash in yo' 'ville that's a ten I can see
She hit up the jack, she wanna drive the boat
She hop in that bih, I hope she don't fold
I get it all cash, I don't need a note
She want a surprise let me think on that note
I count cash in my dreams when I sleep
When they pass me that "ahh" I be geeked
I be tuckin' my chain every week
Ain't no keys, i push button the jeep
I remember them rules, keys, cash moves
Steppin Static Metal 'till I'm dead
Bikini's and tings, private lagoon
She surfing, she surfing the waves on my neck
It's lotti dotti let's go have a party
My girl she ride me just like i'm Harley
Smokin' on gas, I'm feeling like Marley
Got her on camera just like she iCarly
Kickin' my shit just like I'm Matt Hardy
Just want the top, I'm sorry my darling
Too busy right now, The money keep callin'
Back bend on swisher, now look how I'm ballin'
Swine time
In the air like Jeff Hardy
These niggas don't like me
I gotta stay cautious
Fuck me so good, got me sweatin' like sona
Be layin' that pipe, no plunger, I plug her
I rome in the night, i'm outside with my thuggers
10 toes 'till i'm under, give blood to my brothers
Damaging beats, put them under construction
Swear they was wiht me I know that they wasn't
Tore up the streets with a new style of motion
I floor out this bitch, it ain't no room left open
I hop out the whip like I play in the league
I Steve Nash in yo' 'ville that's a ten I can see
She hit up the jack, she wanna drive the boat
She hop in that bih, I hope she don't fold
Credits
Writer(s): Dequondre Wilson
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