DSypher's Gift ft. DSypher Lyrics

She let me lick on her, she let me kiss on her

She on my body, so she let me spit on her Drop to the floor, now she got some kids on

her She want my heart, but I only got dick for her

If she tryna link, she better have paper stack

Can't fuck with a bitch that can't make it back

This shit ain't free, mami, you gotta pay for that And not on your time, gotta wait for this

Stackin' money till it bust out the paperclip Hungry for more, they gon' think that I ate this shit,

Spaceship so big they gon' think it's Darth Vader's ship

But hate bein' spotted when I'm in the city

Her feet on the dash, her toes lookin' pretty Run DMC, this shit'll get tricky

I stay out the way, cause shit'll get sticky

Niggas walkin' around with them blickies and knockers They shoot like the coppers, they catchin them bodies Ain't usin' no options, I stick to the money

Like glue is the topic, uh

Watch how they movin' in college

She give me brains, she usin' the knowledge They catch me flyin' and usin' the pilot

This weed is prescription, I'm usin' exotic, uh

Think you better than me, you fried and smokin' on it

Everything they say is dry, they better put lotion on it

Waviest nigga around, watch how I'm coastin' on it

Ne-Haw has to be around, you better approach with caution