THAT'S IT
That's it that's it that's it that's it
That's it that's it that's it that's it that's
Can't guard me that's a mismatch
I could call my cuzzo quick like dispatch
This that shit that shit that shit that
She caught the vibe she gon' hit back
She on her knees like a plea she gon' kiss that
I'm takin' shit no givebacks
4 of us with 25 where your clique at
Pretty face no waist what is that
I know you can't get in where the list at
No distractions I'm chasin' them big racks
Big racks big racks big racks
Big racks
Thought they had it they ain't had a chance
Tryna see you shake it in the pool like a river dance
All my leather is from France
Made a movie out in Cannes
Made a movie out in Cannes
Caught a train to Switzerland
Italy she need a tan
Morocco we roll in the van
Mexico we on the boat
You just gotta let it go
A lot of shit you can't control
I'ma get this money though
I pull up in a one of those
Hatin' I'm not one of those
You got on the what are those
Tuned up and it's time to go
Can't smoke that it tastes like shit like nah
Look at her hips she thick my God
We link then we sync and I shuffle her shit iPod
They just wanna get my sauce
Walk in her shit get tossed
Watch from the back when she sit on top
Tryna get right make it flip won't flop
I'm equipped this is it
I was meant for this shit on God
Uh she gon' support my calls my flaws
Lick from the tip she gon' kiss my balls
It's hard to resist my calls I saw
Exist in the midst of the fall right now
Like the world could depend on it all
She OC thick she lit and she tall like that
OG said first thing we ball why's that
I gotta get it off my back
Last lap
I can see it in her eyes
Might tap
Too clean they be jockin' my fresh my flesh
Hit it two times pass it right to the left
All I smoke is gas like why I guess
All I want is world peace Ron Artest
If you fold like a crease then you gon' get pressed
That's it that's it that's it that's it that's it
That's it that's it that's it that's
That's it
Can't guard me that's a mismatch
I could call my cuzzo quick like dispatch
This that shit that shit that shit that
That shit
She caught the vibe she gon' hit back
She on her knees like a plea she gon' kiss that
I'm takin' shit no givebacks
That's it that's it that's it that's it that's
Can't guard me that's a mismatch
I could call my cuzzo quick like dispatch
This that shit that shit that shit that
She caught the vibe she gon' hit back
She on her knees like a plea she gon' kiss that
I'm takin' shit no givebacks
4 of us with 25 where your clique at
Pretty face no waist what is that
I know you can't get in where the list at
No distractions I'm chasin' them big racks
Big racks big racks big racks
Big racks
Thought they had it they ain't had a chance
Tryna see you shake it in the pool like a river dance
All my leather is from France
Made a movie out in Cannes
Made a movie out in Cannes
Caught a train to Switzerland
Italy she need a tan
Morocco we roll in the van
Mexico we on the boat
You just gotta let it go
A lot of shit you can't control
I'ma get this money though
I pull up in a one of those
Hatin' I'm not one of those
You got on the what are those
Tuned up and it's time to go
Can't smoke that it tastes like shit like nah
Look at her hips she thick my God
We link then we sync and I shuffle her shit iPod
They just wanna get my sauce
Walk in her shit get tossed
Watch from the back when she sit on top
Tryna get right make it flip won't flop
I'm equipped this is it
I was meant for this shit on God
Uh she gon' support my calls my flaws
Lick from the tip she gon' kiss my balls
It's hard to resist my calls I saw
Exist in the midst of the fall right now
Like the world could depend on it all
She OC thick she lit and she tall like that
OG said first thing we ball why's that
I gotta get it off my back
Last lap
I can see it in her eyes
Might tap
Too clean they be jockin' my fresh my flesh
Hit it two times pass it right to the left
All I smoke is gas like why I guess
All I want is world peace Ron Artest
If you fold like a crease then you gon' get pressed
That's it that's it that's it that's it that's it
That's it that's it that's it that's
That's it
Can't guard me that's a mismatch
I could call my cuzzo quick like dispatch
This that shit that shit that shit that
That shit
She caught the vibe she gon' hit back
She on her knees like a plea she gon' kiss that
I'm takin' shit no givebacks
Credits
Writer(s): Jilani Pacheco-ghafur
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