Hit Her Den Dip Lyrics

I got one too many phones, I don't know who callin

Send a text, don't get one back cuz bitch I'm busy ballin

More new faces, I can't see em

Put em in a coffin

Choppa turn that boy stone cold

Like he was steve austin

I'm finna hit her den dip

Winnin MJ '96

Look at the flic of my wrist

I'm finna fuck on yo bitch

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

I fuck yo bitch from the back and I'm makin her quit

No, no you is not on shit

Cuz when I pop out wit that stick it get quiet then a bitch

Pass to the bro like assist

I got so much money when I get to walkin I limp

I needa get back on my shit

When I walk around they say Neptune you cool as a bitch

You cool as a bitch, I walk around wit a .45 on my hip

Lil bitch I'm rich

I work in the stu and you clock in your shift

I need me a slip, I'm tired of talkin you know what it is

I got me a gift, you know what I do imma hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

Winnin MJ '96

Look at the flic of my wrist

I'm finna fuck on yo bitch

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

I'm finna hit her den dip

Man if I hit it

She gon quit it

Bitch I'm livin

.22 bitchin

Yea you know I'm wit it

Bitch in every city

Choppa hold like 50

My wrist cost 50

Bitch I'm talkin my shit on this hoe I'm havin fun

I get to the money bitch I get to the buns