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t-rock – my hitta lyrics

[chorus]
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
she blow loud, she drink liquor, d+mn, i love my hitter (hitter)
she pull hoes and bust that n+gga, ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
she blow loud, she drink liquor, d+mn, i love my hitter (hitter)
she pull hoes and bust that n+gga, ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)

[verse 1]
if i gave you my word (word), would you go hide my dope? (dope)
if the police shoot first would you bust at the 5+0? (ugh)
if i shared all my secrets would you hide all i know? (ugh)
she done been there for me more than you know so she gets more than my hoes
i done been through h+ll upon levels
done seen shootouts and vendettas
my bonnie bum on your suckers, she do what clyde satan tell her
n+ggas who plot behind my back (what), she help me to they endeavors (okay)
everybody ain’t ready for the pressure that being on top of the world brings, she’s strong and special
a lady in the light but she freaky in the dark like pac said
a k!ller when it comes to my bread
military trained, if i say the word she will leave the opp dead
’cause on the cool she a hot+head
a cold mouth with the fire head
whenever we get together you know it’s a party up in my bed
i play it like a triple x star, double+shift on that ass to the moon and with eyes red
we watch a movie and drink up some rum
i let her do me and give me the tongue
her head is nuclear, boy, it’s the bomb
she ain’t my first, but she the one
hiding my work, holding my guns
glock in her purse, ready and armed
if i had to retire from the race i’m running i know she could hold up a ton
[chorus]
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
she blow loud, she drink liquor, d+mn, i love my hitter (hitter)
she pull hoes and bust that n+gga, ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
she blow loud, she drink liquor, d+mn, i love my hitter (hitter)
she pull hoes and bust that n+gga, ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)

[verse 2]
she young and vivacious, that p+ssy wet like oasis
i f+ck her in public places, we freaky, wild and outrageous
i love i can knock that b+tch bottom (bottom)
she skeet and she swallow (swallow)
right back to business tomorrow, tryna bring her daddy them dollars
she good with the money, that’s why i hit her with work
my enemies sh+t when the liquor give ’em a he+rs+
but i don’t even try to put her in the crossfire, she is my calming like when i be feeling berserk (woo)
when i try to be loyal to a b+tch, i got my heart broke
you was the one who said i was better than
them hoes, let me f+ck a couple of your friends
got me drunk and laugh, it reminded me of what the pimping is
she down to earth and that loyal, eat seafood in crab oil
treat me to lobster and merk my enemies in the black soil
dressed like a queen and act loyal to her n+gga regardless
help a k!ller get away with murder if i had to lie to the feds and take the charges
i am an eccentric artist and i got expensive tastes
but no expenses to waste, you can see big pimping in place
she got my back and my front but know how to give me my sp+ce
put cali in my weed in my blunts for me and put ms in my safe
[chorus]
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
she blow loud, she drink liquor, d+mn, i love my hitter (hitter)
she pull hoes and bust that n+gga, ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
that girl there my hitter (hitter), ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)
she blow loud, she drink liquor, d+mn, i love my hitter (hitter)
she pull hoes and bust that n+gga, ooh, i love my hitter (hitter)

- t rock lyrics

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