What Could It Be Lyrics

Do a lil' dance on my dick, do a split

Tell her do it with no hands on my shit, you the shit

Get the work, make it flip, hit up Brick we hittin' licks

Whip the white, make it stick, load the clip then make it click

To legit, never quit, bitch we ballin' like the Knicks

Flick the wrist, they taking pics type of shit, who work is this

Rubber grip, on my hip, nigga duck he hope I miss

Ima dodge and then I dip, who said blood ain't cool with crips

Fuck his bitch and take a piss, plead the fifth, no R. Kelly shit

Fuck em even if they celibate, Weezy said the shit

Hate me like I'm Chris, What I do, prolly fuck your bitch

Pussy dig a ditch, hollow tip give it perfect pitch

Nigga take the risk, touch em down, give that nigga six

Feeling kind of blue, call em Stitch, make that nigga sick

Slicker than that nigga Will Smith when he played in Hitch

Whip it in the kitchen, if she stealing ima beat that bih

But oh how I love you, girl I put nothing above you

I peep that these hoes, they can't wait to tell you

Your nigga been running, and running, and running around

And you picking it up, too bad I'm putting it down

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, girl I just wanted to hug you

Oh how I wanted to touch you, oh how I wanted to fuck you

What could it be

Oh how I love you, girl I just wanted to hug you

Oh how I wanted to touch you, oh how I wanted to fuck you

What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be

Oh how I love you, What could it be