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$in$ity - wit it lyrics

aye! (b+tch!)
let’s get it
pba!
she pba

hook:
she looking at me cuz she wit it, she wit it
i feel like a menace, i’m dennis, i’m dennis
don’t play wit the rack its not tennis, not tennis
i stay wit the strap no lieutenant, aye!
walk up on me and ya finished
like some pizza, you get baked
blunt straight to the face
got me looking like my sh+t is laced

verse:
4th quarter, crunch time
she pop a perc go to overtime
just give me head, baby blow my mind (woah, woah, woah)
no opеra, but i’m hearing singing and clapping
stop capping my n+gga, you know what she jacking
what happenеd?
i thought you was stacking that chip?
it’s funny, i got so much sauce she can dip
feel like 23 wit these 4s on my feet
and i’m rolling wit 5 like the muf+ckin’ heat
go against me and you suffer defeat
silky, got your girl all in my sheets
see me drippin’ like a faucet
now she wet i think she lost it
moving work, i need a forklift
i’m the sh+t, i know they stalling
we ballin’
she looking at me cuz she wit it, she wit it
i feel like a menace, i’m dennis, i’m dennis
don’t play wit the rack its not tennis, not tennis
i stay wit the strap no lieutenant, aye!
walk up on me and ya finished
like some pizza, you get baked
blunt straight to the face
got me looking like my sh+t is laced

verse: (ph3n0)
(yeahh!!)
b+tch
pba
you f+ckin’ wit me, you get dead or get shot
she be sucking my d+ck while i’m whippin’ the pot
she be liking my style cuz she say i’m too hot
i be f+cking on her, yeah i f+ck her a lot
while i’m f+cking on her, i might f+ck on her friend
while i f+ck on her friend, i might count me a band
while i count me a band, i might f+ck wit no hands
when i f+ck wit no hands, that sh+t sound like a band
they might look at me weird cuz i say pba
when i say pba they just don’t understand
these n+ggas be mad cuz they know i’m the man
they not on my level they know where i stand
she looking at me cuz she wit it, she wit it
i feel like a menace, i’m dennis, i’m dennis
don’t play wit the rack its not tennis, not tennis
i stay wit the strap no lieutenant, aye!
walk up on me and ya finished
like some pizza, you get baked
blunt straight to the face
got me looking like my sh+t is laced

aye!
b+tch!
she pba!

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