Go Nikki

Mother Lennon ya dig
I don't know what fn time it is
I'm in the west coast
And my brain is on the east coast
You know what I'm saying
And yo tch is waiting on me
Guess what I told her

Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki
I roll sticky
Smoke sticky
Tote blickies
We not picky bout that money
That money
Move whoa Vicky for that money
We go dummy
Go dummy
Don't worry bout that honey
Just go Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki
Go nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki

You so picky
So choosy
So pretty
Yea so boogie
Like a movie
An actress
Your flame can light some matches
And your girlfriend
So gorgeous
Want both y'all
I paint portraits
Take your clothes off
I give nose jobs
An rock star
Ducking cop cars
I f pop stars
And dancers
Roll w like I got cancer
I been scamming in my jammies
I'm dancing in Miami
So

Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki
I roll sticky
Smoke sticky
Tote blickies
We not picky bout that money
That money
Move whoa Vicky for that money
We go dummy
Go dummy
Don't worry bout that honey
Just go Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki
Go nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki

If you show it
I'll throw it
I'll throw it like a poet
You bad and you should know it
Get bags and we go show it
To the east coast
My peacoat desert eagle
I'm out here for my people
A star boy not the prequel
I might play in the sequel
But it won't go no further
They're twerking on each other
They're kissing on each other
Whoa Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Aite let me hear that

Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki
I roll sticky
Smoke sticky
Tote blickies
We not picky bout that money
That money
Move whoa Vicky for that money
We go dummy
Go dummy
Don't worry bout that honey
Just go Nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki
Go nikki
Go Nikki
Go Nikki
Yeah go Nikki



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Powell
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