Down the Street ft. Stickk Lyrics

Shit, what's good

Shawty, I'm in the store and I'm makin' a hot shit

But you know I'm bitchin' when I'm at work

So I'mma get up with ya after this

Have that pussy waitin' on me

I got a baddie down the street

When my bitch gone, she gon eat this meat

I be sluttin' this hoe out I beat that pussy every week

Freaky nigga, switch it up, I might just fuck her to the beat

My bitch, had went to work, so I had to go trip right down the street

I be actin' like a simp, but on the low, I love to cheat

And I always wrap it up, so am I really out here cheating

I tell my bitches I got money, I ain't trippin' if they leavin

She say, that money don't bring happiness, I say, lil' bitch, you tweakin

Niggas happy bein' broke, they out here livin' for no reason

I know a nigga think he rich, cause he went shoppin' at the Neiman

I met a bitch, she super bad, but she never do no cleanin

I love my bitch from down the street, that pussy wet, you know I need it

I got a baddie down the street, her coochie good, I bust three

No, I don't even need a pill, I dick her good, she go to sleep

Like I'm in the NFL, I'm layin' wood like Ed Reed

Don't give a fuck about no hoe, but for my brother, keep it P

Talkin' crazy on my name, how you get homeboy favorite T

I can't even complain, cause I been livin' out my dreams

I never thought I would make it, so I was runnin' up cheap

Bitches slurpin' me up, just like a Bahama breeze

I got a baddie down the street

When my bitch gone, she gon eat this meat

I be sluttin' this hoe out I beat that pussy every week

Freaky nigga, switch it up, I might just fuck her to the beat

My bitch, had went to work, so I had to go trip right down the street

I be actin' like a simp, but on the low, I love to cheat

And I always wrap it up, so am I really out here cheatin'

I tell my bitches I got money, I ain't trippin' if they leave

She say, that money don't bring happiness, I say, lil' bitch, you tweakin

Then I started touchin' racks and found out all these niggas greedy

MBM, we really handle smoke, these niggas coppin' treaties

And my bitch from down the street, she look at me, she get to leakin

And I always keep a back up, if my bitch, she out here tweakin

That bitch, she baked like a cookout, man, that hoe, she out here eatin

I'm smokin' cake, I can't feel my face, this Za it got me geekin

For no reason, why you cheatin'? Bitch, I call that shit that treason

Ik a duck tryna fuck, cuz that bitch, she showin' cleavage

And when I fuck, thumb right in her butt, you know I fuck her up

I beat it up, slow it down, then you know I speed it up

She can't take it, she be screamin', she say, I'm all in the guts

And this shit ain't even bout me, I ain't stoppin' till she nut

I got a baddie down the street

When my bitch gone, she gon eat this meat

I be sluttin' this hoe out I beat that pussy every week

Freaky nigga, switch it up, I might just fuck her to the beat

My bitch, had went to work, so I had to go trip right down the street

I be actin' like a simp, but on the low, I love to cheat

And I always wrap it up, so am I really out here cheating

I tell my bitches I got money, I ain't trippin' if they leavin

She say, that money don't bring happiness, I say, lil' bitch, you tweakin

I got a baddie down the street

When my bitch gone, she gon eat this meat

I be sluttin' this hoe out I beat that pussy every week

Freaky nigga, switch it up, I might just fuck her to the beat

My bitch, had went to work, so I had to go trip right down the street

I be actin' like a simp, but on the low, I love to cheat

And I always wrap it up, so am I really out here cheating

I tell my bitches I got money, I ain't trippin' if they leavin

She say, that money don't bring happiness, I say, lil' bitch, you tweakin