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lapzul - hit it lyrics

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chorus:

hit it

verse 1:

packing up the party
with b-tches who look like cardi
got the bartender bacardi sippin
drippin like we double dippin
flip the flip
all my homies we want rollies
and hunneds to light the stogies
we rolling
we getting h-lla stoney

you don’t know me
but you n-gg-s own me real money
on my solo record hitting like a pacquiao
talking bags now you n-gg-s acting real funny
i don’t need no fake fans
all you actors take a bow

get the f-ck out
gtfo like i’m mariah
mike in a bout
knock the eye right out tiger
look at em pounce
on my -ss they wanna bite it
open your mouth
look at you, you wanna try it

take your place
gimme face
have a taste
newly shaved
you can eat my -ss for days
make it a date
feed it to you on plate
chocolate cake
take a hit and let’s get baked

chorus

verse 2:

pop and lock and drop it
little booties matter
we gotta lock it down
shake what mama gave ya
can’t afford to lose a pound
all my b-tches poke it out and
drop it to the ground
grind up on that n-gg-
till he make that bussy proud

back it up
back it up
make that n-gg- lap it up
let him hit it, backboard
let him white your blackboard
let him fill your p-ssport
never let him make you bored
never let him call you wh-r-
the world is yours

- lapzul lyrics

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