Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Much, artist - Derek King.
Date of issue: 27.05.2020
Song language: English
2 Much |
Oh yeah |
Too much ice, too much drip |
Yeah, ay |
T Kelley on the track |
Keep calm, it’s a wave |
All this money, I could never let it sink |
Niggas hated in the past, it’s a shame |
'Cause I make money off a game I never played |
Too much sauce, need a table |
Tell that bitch, «Get in the car, we can lay low» |
Do the dash, I ain’t never living stable |
Tryna catch you slipping but they’re never able |
Broke niggas all around me make me nervous |
I wouldn’t holla at my bitch, she be curving |
How you the man in your city but you purpin' |
You just doing this to show for the curtains |
Too much water in my VVS’s |
In the club making money messes |
Bitches on me now 'cause my money stretching |
I gotta keep it on the low, can’t get caught up |
Too much drip, too much sauce |
I don’t care what it cost I’m a motherfuckin' boss, oh |
I don’t really like to talk |
Couple bands in my pocket, that’s the reason why I walk slow |
So baby, go and bust it down |
Fuck it up, baby go and bust it down |
Girl, I wanna see you bust it down |
Pick it up, throw it back, let me see what it’s about |
Wobble, wobble, wobble, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle |
Shake it like a champagne bottle make it jiggle |
Super bad brizzle, nipples poke out like a missile |
Booty soft as fabric softener, she thicker than a pillow |
They gon' call a fashion officer, the red carpet police (Sheesh) |
'Cause she out her killing folks with them booty cheeks |
Turning heads, breaking necks |
Booty bouncing like checks |
Not a firefighter, but you work the pole like a vet (Vet) |
Got family in the ghetto, in the suburbs, and the jets (Jets) |
Tattoos on your flesh, pierced tongue, and coochie lips (Lips) |
Dancing in your session (session) with your BFF (F) |
Slap her on the ass (ass), take a selfie flick |
Independent and she get to the bag |
Not a knock off or spin off but authentic birkin' bag |
Damn, you a cutie like DeJ Loaf |
Brains over beauty, you just happened to be blessed with both, uh |
Too much drip, too much sauce |
I don’t care what it cost I’m a motherfuckin' boss, oh |
I don’t really like to talk |
Couple bands in my pocket, that’s the reason why I walk slow |
So baby, go and bust it down |
Fuck it up, baby go and bust it down |
Girl, I wanna see you bust it down |
Pick it up, throw it back, let me see what it’s about |