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What up miss Im on my shit Im lit like a bic Dont try to playme Im not a gig I light up a cig My hand on the stick I keep that bitch clicked What up miss Im on my shit Im lit like a bic Dont try to play me Im not a gig I light up a cig My hand on the stick and I keep that bitch clicked Let my man hold the brick I just hollered at pam Damn she thick Ooh She go ham on the dick Shiid I just put my man on dat bitch Don't try to play me Alwayz pull up in somethin different Aint no readjusting this pimping Hell no I aint kissin Hoe I dont know where yo lips been I was moving that dope And I had a few pistols i would tote Had a few tricks that I sold to They'll put that shit up they nose oooooh I want all mines up front Hell nah bitch I don't know you You gotta pay your way like a toll booth Price a lil different if you blow flutes Bitch if you bad I ain't trippin I was drunk that night I was slippin Bartender tippin But I handled my own don't need a witness I know how to work that shit out fitness God is my witness Shit I don't want another sentence Im in this bitch attendnce Real nigga attending I don't count my money I just spend. it Momma whooped my ass every time I got suspended Hit the streets early It was tempting Had diamonds in my ear same color as Bart simpson I'm on my shit bitch you trippin but When you up they act different But when you down they got a ear They can listen What up miss Im on my shit Im lit like a bic Dont try to play me Im not a gig I light up a cig My hand on the stick and I keep the bitch clicked Let my man hold the brick I just hollered at Pam damn she thick Ooh She go ham on the dick shiid I just put my man on that bitch Don't try to play me What up miss I'm on my shit Im lit like a bic Dont try to play me Im not a gig I light up a cig My hand on the stick I keep the bitch clicked Let my man hold the brick I just hollered at pam Damn she thick Ooh She go ham on the dick shiid I just put my man on dat bitch Don't try to play me Just had to pay for the meter Cuz I stayed and got laid had to beat her I don't cuff she tough I just wanna f*ck That's why I kept on my sneaker Momma aint gotta pay for no preacher Cuz her son gone stay wit the heater Use to be on the stands of the bleachers Now they gotta pay for the features They won't be able to reach us This table prestigious Flexin and that bitch out in Texas My side bitches jealous so they get rebellious Send they ass to parlay with the fellows I don't give a f*ck I do me Im pushin my luck chickens gone cluck Pull up in the truck she get in and f*ck My niggas come thru spinning No grinning They dumping can't calm these niggas down for nothin' Im done wildin I'm just vibin' My niggas beefing and I'm on an island Miss phat cat had a lot to learn Had to give her back cuz she was childish That bitch got addicted to Molly But before shit got rocky We had a ball volley Oooh Started thinkin she was better than me But then that bitch fell off when I set her ass free Oooh What up miss I'm on my shit Im lit like a bic Dont try to play me Im not a gig I light up a cig My hand on the stick I keep the bitch clicked Let my man hold the brick I just hollered at pam Damn she thick Ooh She go ham on the dick shiid I just put my man on that bitch Don't try to play me