lawsy – giddy up lyrics
[intro]
uh, lawsy, pick up
[chorus]
she gon’ ride on the d+ck, tell her giddy up (d+mn)
lay her down, lil’ b+tch, then i titty f+ck (titty f+ck)
have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (set it up)
if you ain’t havin’ money, you ain’t gettin’ none (ain’t gettin’ sh+t)
lil’ stupid ass b+tch, think you finna front (finna front)
big chop, extended clip on this gun (ba+ba+ba+ba+ba)
big glock, up that sh+t and he run
i with yo’ b+tch and you ain’t seen her in a month (in a month)
[verse 1]
i f+ck and i dip, john cena on a hoe (john cena)
she ain’t seen me said she prayin’ for more that sh+t
high as f+ckin’ thc is too potent (too potent)
i’m high as h+ll, baby, i cannot roll up (can’t roll up)
i told her to leave, but she said she don’t want to (like, h+ll no)
i need a grown hoe, b+tch, so not you (so not)
my b+tch need her own crib, and a job too (and a job too)
speak of my name, i’ll have ’em pull up and rob you (ba+ba+ba+ba)
in the trap, baby, look what my wrist do (what my wrist do)
baby, let’s f+ck not fight, i won’t hit you (i won’t hit you)
cruisin’ down the block, clutchin’ on my pistol (ba+ba)
take her to the spot, show her how them bricks move (how them bricks move)
[chorus]
she gon’ ride on the d+ck, tell her giddy up (d+mn)
lay her down, lil’ b+tch, then i titty f+ck (titty f+ck)
have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (set it up)
if you ain’t havin’ money, you ain’t gettin’ none (ain’t gettin’ sh+t)
lil’ stupid ass b+tch, think you finna front (finna front)
big chop, extended clip on this gun (ba+ba+ba+ba+ba)
big glock, up that sh+t and he run
i with yo’ b+tch and you ain’t seen her in a month (in a month)
light up another j, let’s get into it (get into it)
i love the way yo’ ass be movin’ (be movin’)
in the studio, this freaky ass b+tch want me to screw her (want me to screw her)
them percs straight fent, b+tch, who the f+ck you foolin’? (who you foolin’)
roll up on the block with a stick, get to shootin’ (ba+ba+ba)
call my shooter a tweaker, ’cause he always shootin’ (always shootin’)
got a grown b+tch, tryna f+ck me in a jacuzzi (in a jacuzzi)
f+ck tsa if i got gas, i’m a move it (i’m a move it)
these b+tches love lawsy, sorry they can’t help it (yeah, they love it)
if she grown, then i’m f+ckin’, i can’t help it (i can’t help it)
i be f+ckin’ too hard, this b+tch pulled up with some helmets (some helmets)
i ain’t buy her a purse, this b+tch said that i’m selfish (that i’m selfish)
got a milf, white b+tch that call gas devils lettuce (what the f+ck)
it’s 3am to the hotel where i’m headed (where i’m headed)
they said chill out with them guns, you gon’ be a felon (felon)
but i still got sticks, flip them, then i sell ’em (ba+ba)
[chorus]
she gon’ ride on the d+ck, tell her giddy up (d+mn)
lay her down, lil’ b+tch, then i titty f+ck (titty f+ck)
have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (set it up)
if you ain’t havin’ money, you ain’t gettin’ none (ain’t gettin’ sh+t)
lil’ stupid ass b+tch, think you finna front (finna front)
big chop, extended clip on this gun (ba+ba+ba+ba+ba)
big glock, up that sh+t and he run
i with yo’ b+tch and you ain’t seen her in a month (in a month)
she gon’ ride on the d+ck, tell her giddy up (d+mn)
lay her down, lil’ b+tch, then i titty f+ck (titty f+ck)
have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (set it up)
if you ain’t havin’ money, you ain’t gettin’ none (ain’t gettin’ sh+t)
lil’ stupid ass b+tch, think you finna front (finna front)
big chop, extended clip on this gun (ba+ba+ba+ba+ba)
big glock, up that sh+t and he run
i with yo’ b+tch and you ain’t seen her in a month (in a month)
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