Return to the Strip (feat. Calico Tha Beast) [5/27/22]
Nigga, we lit (nigga we lit)
But I'm on the fence
All of these bad bitches in this bitch
Who do I pick
There's plenty of fish, they looking for this
The money legit, just look at the wrist
The motto is YOLO, Ciroc in my solo like, what are the risks
She drop it down, down, baby
Going round, round, baby
I got one on both sides
That's surround sound, baby
Making it clap, clap clap
Plus one on my lap, clap clap
Her name is Trouble
I've been known to get in that
Yeah, it's the bad guy, baby
Looking mad fly, baby
I be putting it on
It's my favorite pastime, baby
Yeah, yeah
Nothing like the last time, baby
But this might be the last time, baby
Fuck it, man we
Back outside
It's the return to the strip, we back
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent, whole stack
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Where we at
Back outside, it's the return to the strip
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent
Yeah, yeah
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Take them panties off
Tell her take them panties off
On the dance pole
She ain't got no panties on
Living like ain't no tomorrow
Fuck yesterday
Cause if I wake up tomorrow, then fuck yesterday
We living for this
It ain't no limit to this
Lil mama thicker than grits
She wanna get in
Told her let's hit it and quit
Quick as a flick of the wrist
Ah, ah
Flyest man alive in your speakers, nigga
Yellow diamonds don't bling boy they pika pika
Ah, ah
It's a retrograde the mojo coming back
Ah, ah
In my retro J's, one of one in fact
Nothing like the last time, baby
But this might be the last time, baby
Fuck it, man we
Back outside
It's the return to the strip, we back
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent, whole stack
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Where we at
Back outside, it's the return to the strip
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent
Yeah, yeah
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Tell lil mama that I'm ready
Give me that pussy, bitch I'm Webbie
Like that ass when it's so soft
But I like that ass just a bit heavy
Drip on a hoe just like it's sauce
Splash on a bitch just like I'm Eddie
She tryna throw your boy that WAP
I got my eye on it like Fetty
I'm tryna go and hit the strip
I hit up Mixx like, what's the play
Bitch is shinin' like a diamond
Hoe look just like Lisa Rae
Ain't the day that I was born, but I'm in here just for the cakes
I'm tryna feel on something warm
I wanna see a lil' something shake
I wanna see a lil' something real
Came to see a lil' something fake
Baby, can you demonstrate
Cause no, I do not discriminate
I'm that nasty asshole
See you around town, baby
Pop that hairy asshole
Take you to pound town, baby
Back outside
It's the return to the strip, we back
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent, whole stack
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Where we at
Back outside, it's the return to the strip
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent
Yeah, yeah
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
It's a retrograde the mojo comin' back
Flyest man alive in your speakers, nigga
But I'm on the fence
All of these bad bitches in this bitch
Who do I pick
There's plenty of fish, they looking for this
The money legit, just look at the wrist
The motto is YOLO, Ciroc in my solo like, what are the risks
She drop it down, down, baby
Going round, round, baby
I got one on both sides
That's surround sound, baby
Making it clap, clap clap
Plus one on my lap, clap clap
Her name is Trouble
I've been known to get in that
Yeah, it's the bad guy, baby
Looking mad fly, baby
I be putting it on
It's my favorite pastime, baby
Yeah, yeah
Nothing like the last time, baby
But this might be the last time, baby
Fuck it, man we
Back outside
It's the return to the strip, we back
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent, whole stack
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Where we at
Back outside, it's the return to the strip
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent
Yeah, yeah
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Take them panties off
Tell her take them panties off
On the dance pole
She ain't got no panties on
Living like ain't no tomorrow
Fuck yesterday
Cause if I wake up tomorrow, then fuck yesterday
We living for this
It ain't no limit to this
Lil mama thicker than grits
She wanna get in
Told her let's hit it and quit
Quick as a flick of the wrist
Ah, ah
Flyest man alive in your speakers, nigga
Yellow diamonds don't bling boy they pika pika
Ah, ah
It's a retrograde the mojo coming back
Ah, ah
In my retro J's, one of one in fact
Nothing like the last time, baby
But this might be the last time, baby
Fuck it, man we
Back outside
It's the return to the strip, we back
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent, whole stack
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Where we at
Back outside, it's the return to the strip
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent
Yeah, yeah
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Tell lil mama that I'm ready
Give me that pussy, bitch I'm Webbie
Like that ass when it's so soft
But I like that ass just a bit heavy
Drip on a hoe just like it's sauce
Splash on a bitch just like I'm Eddie
She tryna throw your boy that WAP
I got my eye on it like Fetty
I'm tryna go and hit the strip
I hit up Mixx like, what's the play
Bitch is shinin' like a diamond
Hoe look just like Lisa Rae
Ain't the day that I was born, but I'm in here just for the cakes
I'm tryna feel on something warm
I wanna see a lil' something shake
I wanna see a lil' something real
Came to see a lil' something fake
Baby, can you demonstrate
Cause no, I do not discriminate
I'm that nasty asshole
See you around town, baby
Pop that hairy asshole
Take you to pound town, baby
Back outside
It's the return to the strip, we back
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent, whole stack
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
Where we at
Back outside, it's the return to the strip
I wake up tomorrow and go earn what I spent
Yeah, yeah
I've been through it, I deserve to be this lit
All this currency I get homie, you can't tell me shit
It's a retrograde the mojo comin' back
Flyest man alive in your speakers, nigga
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Writer(s): Marcus Thompson
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