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Lonni Monae
Lonni Monae
Künstler:in
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Lonni Monae
Lonni Monae
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Uhm
Fortune up the flow, I got hoes up on my zip (zip)
Nicky in my ear saying baby' you the shit (you the shit)
I can make it drip, put his huha on his lip (on his mouth)
If you take me out then you gotta leave a tip (dah)
I can lick the tip, fresh as fuck, I'm throwin' fists
**** wack, ain't makin' hits I'm stating facts
I am that bitch, he spent the rack, I'm like, that's it, bitch is really livin' lit
That's your ****, come and get him, he ain't really with the shit
All my **** on go, make him clap, touch your toes
Bad bitch, fuck that ****, gotta show him you a hoe
From the big 414, throw them Ps in the sky
Treat that **** like a horse, and I'll take her for a ride
Now throw them Ps up, and throw a stack out
Now throw them Ps up, and throw some racks out
Now throw them Ps up, and make it clap hoe
Throw them Ps up, and throw it back hoe
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
Like where you at, hoe?
You can't fuck with me, even if you had a strap hoe
You gave that bitch some money, she gonna pay to get you back though
Lil goofy ****, are you fucking silly? (Dummy)
Hit you with that Mandy, then we hit you with that Billy
She gon' shake that ass at the club for the city
Damn that bitch bad, fat ass, pretty titties (shake that ass)
Why these hoes mad? Think it's tea they drinkin' piss
I just dropped the bag on my motherfuckin' wrist
Now throw them Ps up, and throw a stack out
Now throw them Ps up, and throw some racks out
Now throw them Ps up, and make it clap hoe
Throw them Ps up, and throw it back hoe
Written by: Lonni Monae
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