If I Want To Lyrics

If I Want To - Connie Diiamond

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If I want to

If I want to

If I want to

If I want to

Straight to the money, my feet on the pedal

Wear my new chain like a medal

All of my bitches reside in the ghetto

Pull up with sticks like, "Hello, " huh

Hey, get 'em, snake 'em, venom

Spin 'em, drill 'em, extendos, hit 'em, huh

They know my pop, why I'm doin' this shit

Hop on the beat, don't make nothin' but hits

None of you bitches is really that nice

Put me against 'em, she could get clipped

Tell me who really the talk of the town

I took a brick and they still on my dick

Too many bitches ain't in on this sound

Couldn't give a fuck 'bout a blog or a list

I got a drum, you could get fried

I'm in the mix, who tryna slide?

We too much killers and dealers around

You wanna get rich, or you tryna die?

I got these bitches to stay on they knees

I tell 'em suck it and swallow they pride

I got a vision, I'm tryna get lit

I gotta spend it with all of the guys

I'ma talk all this shit if I want to

And I don't give a fuck what you gon' do

Anyone feelin' froggy, then leap, bitch

'Cause I'll snatch a bitch right out her frontal

Out the mud, yeah, I came from the streets, bitch

Tried to push me aside, I was humble

Blowing back, I don't fuck with no cheap dick

How you run up a bag, but you fumble, uh

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