retch - off the porch lyrics
[intro]
ayy, yeah
if you wanna bounce that sh-t, bounce that sh-t
ayy, mack, man, smack that
throw that sh-t back like… sh-t, backin’ all on that fat sh-t, you heard?
uh, huh
[chorus]
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bands up (ayy)
talkin’ like you tough, then we pull the vans up (ayy)
why you lookin’ mad? i know they can’t stand us
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bands up (ayy)
talkin’ like you tough, then we pull the vans up (ayy)
why you lookin’ mad? i know they can’t stand us
[verse 1]
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
make that booty jump just like a private dancer (ayy)
she gon’ let me hit it just because my bands up (ayy)
jumpin’ out of ’raris and we’re pullin’ lambs up (ayy)
got some pretty model b-tches snortin’ grams up (ayy)
be cautious who you f-ck with, n-gga, you’ll get jammed up (ayy)
my jeans from amiri, yeah, they be a band up (ayy)
why you actin’ scary? p-ssy n-gga, man up (ayy)
n-gga pull up shootin’ at you, what you gon’ do? (ayy)
chopper turn a silly n-gga straight to fondue (ayy)
everything designer, hoppin’ out of fly coupes (ayy)
i wake every day and thank the lord i’m not you
[chorus]
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bands up (ayy)
talkin’ like you tough, then we pull the vans up (ayy)
why you lookin’ mad? i know they can’t stand us
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bands up (ayy)
talkin’ like you tough, then we pull the vans up (ayy)
why you lookin’ mad? i know they can’t stand us (ayy)
[verse 2]
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bag up
ayy, lil’ mama bend it over, flip it, throw her -ss up (ayy)
let her whip the foreign, now i got it g-ssed up (ayy)
she gon’ throw it back and i’ma count this cash up (ayy)
i’m in neimans faded, i be spendin’ mad bucks (ayy)
thumbin’ through a check, i had to add the math up (ayy)
forties, that get tricky, had to use a magnum (ayy)
have your b-tch, if it’s hot out, had to pull a cab up (ayy)
i be with my billy n-ggas throwin’ rags up (ayy)
fastmoney gang ’cause b-tch, we run the racks up (ayy)
p-ssy n-ggas coppin’ pleas and throwin’ flags up (ayy)
treat him like a beat and get a n-gga tagged up
[chorus]
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bands up (ayy)
talkin’ like you tough, then we pull the vans up (ayy)
why you lookin’ mad? i know they can’t stand us
ayy, lil’ mama dippin’ low, she make it twerk to stand out (ayy)
hopped up off the porch, i had to run my bands up (ayy)
talkin’ like you tough, then we pull the vans up (ayy)
why you lookin’ mad? i know they can’t stand us (ayy)
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