INNIT Lyrics

Packin' a piece while I stackin' my cheese

Gotta hit me a geeb and I smash me a breeze

And uh, yeah, what and uh, that shit and uh

Baby don't trip, see ya man's he ain't shit

But you see I put the man in-you-script

Damn new drip with this, new kid

And I'm lookin' fly got the, new kicks

Like a cruise ship hittin' waves got 'em feelin' seasick

Shorty goosin' me and I guarantee she wet (what)

Gah damn wit it, that boob job she came wit it

Gotta thing for this chick, she throw on a wig

Sit on my dick, she movin' her hips

Shorty from the UK, she innit

Got 'em sippin' dusse, shit no kiddin

Got 'em fiendin' for ménages, I'm winnin

Shorty down long as I stay, she wit it

Yo blad why ain't you answering your phone man

I'm trying to get through to you

I know you took that fine bitch home man

I hope you fuckin' it

Cause you know we tryin' to get fucked up, innit

Hurry up and call us back bro

Packin' a piece while I stackin' my cheese

Gotta hit me a geeb and I smash me a breeze

Who else but me I'ma beast when I'm in it

(Beast when I'm in it)

Everything but my jewelry, she grippin

Every single part of my body, she lickin' (she lickin)

Dom P sippin' shaggin' on top of comfy linen (comfy linen)

And I love the way she feel

When I'm inside her, my thing harder than steel (harder than steel)

Gah damn wit it, I'm the sort of guy that can handle it

Give her back shots, she can handle it

Now we sweatin' like we in Los Angeles (summertime)

Shorty from the UK, she innit

Got 'em sippin' dusse, shit no kiddin

Got 'em fiendin' for ménages, I'm winnin

Shorty down long as I stay, she wit it

Yo, where the fuck you at

Gotta pay you back for that table in Vegas

Bro, did you actually pay a tip on a tip

Alright, call me back

I can't believe this shit, I gotta chase him to pay him back