Off It Lyrics

(Woo!)

Thick little mommy

Pussy popping

Don't stop it aye

Let me up in it

Before the fucking night finish

Buy you a drank

Coming right up get it

I don't wanna talk

Unless you fine let's get it

Actin like a bitch, aye

Think I like it, aye

Bad little chick, aye

Yeah I like it, aye

Chilling with yo man, aye

We ain't friends, aye

Oh he got a problem, aye

I'ma end it, aye

Bad bitch, with the baggage

Give you bandage

Can this, fit in yo bitch

It's a damn fit

Planned it, while you working

Double cross it

Chicag', like I'm Mike Jack

Then I off it

Monica Lewinsky

Getting head in office

Bitches all up on me

Cause they know who run shit

Trust me, bump me

Then you'll know who done this

Cross me, rock me

Then you'll know who God is

You been on my dome

(My dome)

Let me take you home

(You home)

Take off all yo clothes

(Yo clothes)

Come give me a show

(Wait)

Hold up little whore

I got a thesis

That you rocking with me

Way more than Jesus

Got me feeling like Lennon

I gotta beat this

You could be my little Ono

My masterpiece yes

I could really phone a bitch

Then bone the bitch

Disown the bitch

In one ear

And out the other

Yes I am a narcissist

Do not wanna test me

Ain't yo bestie

You could find out quick

Getting hit with Polaroids

And cameras flashing lights and shit

Shawty wanna talk

But she Malcolm in the middle

Yeah her best friend's fine

I can make them laugh and giggle

And you know what that means

I can make them titties jiggle

Man they bouncing in the club

More confusing than a riddle

One more night

Is all i need alright

Fucking on yo bitch

I get it on sight

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uh-uh-uh-uh)

(Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

uh-uh-hah, yeah)