'08 Nitro
Can y'all give me a minute
Cause I'm out here acting sadiddy, these bitches keep sliding no kidding
But if you wanna talk about kittens, I'll whip a hemi with a litter
So this girl told me slide her some digits I told her I can't even reach you
And matter fact, I couldn't hear you
Cause she told me she liking somebody, but he ain't about it
So lately she ain't really feeling him
I told her tell me about it, cause he ain't around us
And now she wanna get to feeling me
Baby just slide
(I know he'll not)
I gotta wood rolled up and nah I ain't even gon' hit it
Told you stand at attention I never bark orders at misses, no
And I don't wanna talk about chicken, I'll knock your dumbass out existence, go
Now you wanna talk about something, oh really
I heard you suck dick like a pro
Bitch all that bitty bopper made you the GOAT
And if you swallow I might call you the coroner
I might upcharge a slut for a dub 'cause she talking real reckless
I ain't even knew her
Cause she told me Choso you the shit, to be honest, I think that you talking manure
And with all due respect, you probably just made the cut and you just went and ruined it
Hell nah I don't care boutta check, but all thanks to the Father cause he really helped with improvements
Man how you gon' tell me I'm poppin', I'm rockin' it, I just went up like a rocket
And all that pocket-watching made you an option
Cause I got the whip full-equipped and exotic
How you gon' tell me my flow isn't silly, I just got the crowd moving rowdy
My whip got a donut, a donut, a donut, a donut
Oh shit, think I'm whipping an Audi
Man how you gon' tell me its up, then go try and say its nothing, can you think about it
Cause I'ma just sip on my cup, it's coming from Jesus
Cause that's his favor never doubted
And I'ma keep praying for bread (Yessir)
Cause praise be to glory it flow like a fountain
I'm telling you that I'm feeling blessed
Yeah cause he making something out of nothing, he cooking baguettes
Hot N' Ready out the oven
It's already hot out the oven
Hot N' Ready out the oven
He making something outta nothing, I'm feeling real blessed
Cause I'm out here acting sadiddy, these bitches keep sliding no kidding
But if you wanna talk about kittens, I'll whip a hemi with a litter
So this girl told me slide her some digits I told her I can't even reach you
And matter fact, I couldn't hear you
Cause she told me she liking somebody, but he ain't about it
So lately she ain't really feeling him
I told her tell me about it, cause he ain't around us
And now she wanna get to feeling me
Baby just slide
(I know he'll not)
I gotta wood rolled up and nah I ain't even gon' hit it
Told you stand at attention I never bark orders at misses, no
And I don't wanna talk about chicken, I'll knock your dumbass out existence, go
Now you wanna talk about something, oh really
I heard you suck dick like a pro
Bitch all that bitty bopper made you the GOAT
And if you swallow I might call you the coroner
I might upcharge a slut for a dub 'cause she talking real reckless
I ain't even knew her
Cause she told me Choso you the shit, to be honest, I think that you talking manure
And with all due respect, you probably just made the cut and you just went and ruined it
Hell nah I don't care boutta check, but all thanks to the Father cause he really helped with improvements
Man how you gon' tell me I'm poppin', I'm rockin' it, I just went up like a rocket
And all that pocket-watching made you an option
Cause I got the whip full-equipped and exotic
How you gon' tell me my flow isn't silly, I just got the crowd moving rowdy
My whip got a donut, a donut, a donut, a donut
Oh shit, think I'm whipping an Audi
Man how you gon' tell me its up, then go try and say its nothing, can you think about it
Cause I'ma just sip on my cup, it's coming from Jesus
Cause that's his favor never doubted
And I'ma keep praying for bread (Yessir)
Cause praise be to glory it flow like a fountain
I'm telling you that I'm feeling blessed
Yeah cause he making something out of nothing, he cooking baguettes
Hot N' Ready out the oven
It's already hot out the oven
Hot N' Ready out the oven
He making something outta nothing, I'm feeling real blessed
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Writer(s): Mr. Taylor
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