Addy
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Send yo addy we can link baby
I'm out my body I can't think baby
If you got a 40 I might drink baby
Cause you my baby, you drive me crazy
Shorty wanna ride like Porshe
Ride dis dick, horse
Keep my fye, torch and I'm blowing that bitch right off my porch
Then I pop my addy, send yo addy
I don't wanna pull-up to your crib and have to meet yo daddy
I'm lit like titty committee
I'm not old school but I really pop Diddy's
No you don't want smoke, I know you kidding
Knew you was gon' choke, you hang around bitches
Know I'm hanging around savage, livin' lavish
You know I stay up in the Stu all night when I pop my addy
I'm too focused, focused on that cheddar
I got Glock, Beretta
I'm off addy I can't sweat her
I'm too gone, DND don't call my phone
Pop my addy, roll my bone
This shit pressure, this shit strong
I'm too booted looted aye
I'm strapped up, keep my toolie aye
My mind keep fucking moving aye
Don't kill my vibe I'm grooving aye
And you should know off addy I'm lit
I said you know off addy I'm lit
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Send yo addy we can link baby
I'm out my body I can't think baby
If you got a 40 I might drink baby
Cause you my baby, you drive me crazy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Send yo addy we can link baby
I'm out my body I can't think baby
If you got a 40 I might drink baby
Cause you my baby, you drive me crazy
Shorty wanna ride like Porshe
Ride dis dick, horse
Keep my fye, torch and I'm blowing that bitch right off my porch
Then I pop my addy, send yo addy
I don't wanna pull-up to your crib and have to meet yo daddy
I'm lit like titty committee
I'm not old school but I really pop Diddy's
No you don't want smoke, I know you kidding
Knew you was gon' choke, you hang around bitches
Know I'm hanging around savage, livin' lavish
You know I stay up in the Stu all night when I pop my addy
I'm too focused, focused on that cheddar
I got Glock, Beretta
I'm off addy I can't sweat her
I'm too gone, DND don't call my phone
Pop my addy, roll my bone
This shit pressure, this shit strong
I'm too booted looted aye
I'm strapped up, keep my toolie aye
My mind keep fucking moving aye
Don't kill my vibe I'm grooving aye
And you should know off addy I'm lit
I said you know off addy I'm lit
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Addy, Addy
When I pop my addy, send yo addy
Send yo addy we can link baby
I'm out my body I can't think baby
If you got a 40 I might drink baby
Cause you my baby, you drive me crazy
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Writer(s): Thomas Haskins Iii
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