It’s All There

Big Sad 1900

[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I'm thuggin', tell you what I'm into
All my jewelry on in a Benz when I slide through
Thick bitch movin' with class and she like 5'2"
Real nigga, what make you think that I wanna hide you?
I'm the one you layin' with, not the one you lyin' to
Send a text, drop the lo', she tell a nigga, "Slide through"
Saw her there, got it all on me when I ride through
Light skin and she play that role like she shy too

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, uh-huh
Well, let me know somethin'
I ain't worried 'bout it
Yeah
Keep it on the low
Yeah, uh-huh
Let's go
Yеah
Look

[Verse 1]
Young nigga steppin', baby, I'm the one in chargе
Fuck around with me, I got you jumpin' out of foreign cars
Puttin' up them racks every day, tryna live it large
Fuckin' up the club in every city, they know who we are
Tell me she the one and tell me she ain't leavin'
I'm like, "Baby, fuck that talkin', you gotta show me that you mean it"
Bustin' down that pussy off a Perc', I got you creamin'
Freaky in the bed, this bitch like a lil' demon

[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I'm thuggin', tell you what I'm into
All my jewelry on in a Benz when I slide through
Thick bitch movin' with class and she like 5'2"
Real nigga, what make you think that I wanna hide you?
I'm the one you layin' with, not the one you lyin' to
Send a text, drop the lo', she tell a nigga, "Slide through"
Saw her there, got it all on me when I ride through
Light skin and she play that role like she shy too

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah
Well, let me know somethin'
Yeah
I ain't worried 'bout it
Yeah
Don't say nothin'
Yeah, let's get it
Yeah, look

[Verse 2]
I'm the one that's Louis-ed down, takin' off my top
Spin out, do a hundred, burning rubber off the block
Worried 'bout no enemies, fuck about no cop
Leavin' out the bar, I told her, "Meet me at the spot"
She gave me ten thousand and I had to call her folks
You runnin' with the criminals, runnin' with the Locs
She always front and center when I rap and do a show
She blow a nigga's socks when it's time to give me throat

[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, I'm thuggin', tell you what I'm into
All my jewelry on in a Benz when I slide through
Thick bitch movin' with class and she like 5'2"
Real nigga, what make you think that I wanna hide you?
I'm the one you layin' with, not the one you lyin' to
Send a text, drop the lo', she tell a nigga, "Slide through"
Saw her there, got it all on me when I ride through
Light skin and she play that role like she shy too

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