Casamigos

Yeuh
Uh
Turn that shits up, shit up some more
Yeah
Yeah

Uh, Casamigos turn her to a freak hoe
Ain't no tellin' what she do off that tito's
Pour some more up this here for my people
She shakin' that ass,
She throw that shit back like I need her
Fuck that 9-5, might not even need em
I been splurgin' splurge on my people
I ain't perfect, but you ain't either
Like detergent, cleaner than clean
We cleaner than clean

Bitch, If yeen on no motion, you can't be with us
Imposer, You can't be with us
And when you know you goin' big, you ain't even in no rush
You know you ain't even in no rush
And I been in my bag, they like "Coupe you too clutch"
Yea they like "Coupe you too clutch"
If she go in my bag, and my shit, yea she cut
Yea that lil bitch, yea she cut
Huh
Hoe must can't see, like Patch
Hold on wait a minute Imma be a right back...
I'm back
I might hit a dance
I done really been around and met a lot of people
I done really met around a good amount of people
I done been here long, I ain't goin' for that shit
I been on my rockstar shit, just like the Beatles
Uh, How you mad, that I'm in my bag
I ain't never been mad at you
I ain't never hate, that shit sad
Sad, yaad
That shit sad, how you act
Sad, damn
We could been, really been, chasin' that bag

Casamigos turn her to a freak hoe
Ain't no tellin' what she do off that tito's
Pour some more up this here for my people
She shakin' that ass
She throw that shit back like I need her
Fuck that 9-5, might not even need em
I been splurgin' splurge on my people
I ain't perfect, but you ain't either
Like detergent, cleaner than clean
We cleaner than clean

Casamigos turn her to a freak hoe,
Off the dusse she gone turn to a maniac
Took some shots
She start grabbin' my neck
Had to tell her to stop
Cause I ain't even into that
And I know she a thot
When she send me that drop
Imma pull up to where she be layin' at
Imma get me some guap
And she pay me in slop
And you already know ain't no payin' back
Put that ass up, ain't no layin' back
She ain't a freak, she just sayin' that
Nut on her floor don't want rug-rats
She want affection, no hug back
Say she want affection, know that's cap
Hit from the back, call em love taps
Hit from the back then I take a nap
My deepest confession I love cash

Casamigos turn her to a freak hoe
Ain't no tellin' what she do off that tito's
Pour some more up this here for my people
She shakin' that ass,
She throw that shit back like I need her
Fuck that 9-5, might not even need em
I been splurgin' splurge on my people
I ain't perfect, but you ain't either
Like detergent, cleaner than clean
We cleaner than clean



Credits
Writer(s): Willie Beeks
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link