Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sweet Chick, artist - Anderson .Paak.
Date of issue: 14.11.2018
Song language: English
Sweet Chick |
Ohh yeah |
Ohh yeah |
Spotlight, that’s just my life and time |
Okay, I got me a sweet bitch |
So I’m headed to N.Y. just to be up in it |
Off of Rivington, we fuckin' up some Sweet Chick |
She go vegan on the weekends |
Hell naw, you shouldn’t be eatin' dick |
I got me a freak bitch |
And she nasty, she wild, she a free spirit |
After me, she gon' let the whole team hit it |
Goddamn, why can’t you be more discreet wit' it? |
I’m at peace wit' it |
Come on, peace, kid |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
Yeah, it ain’t much, look |
Okay, I got me a cheap broad |
Should be tippin' but she’ll put them dollars in her bra |
She be cussin' out the managers at restaurants |
Every time we go to dinner, shit is free of charge |
I got me a centerfold, kinda sorta |
But she poppin' on the Insta though |
She gon' have a million followers by the winter time |
After that she’ll be somebody that I used to know |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
I had to let her go, you know? |
Had a Xan ho |
She be mumblin' and hard to understand though |
She in love with all the trappers from Atlanta |
Introduced her to T.I. |
and that was the last time I had her |
Got a skater bitch |
She a gamer, gotta take her to arcades and shit |
She be watchin' Anime while I’m layin' dick |
Wanna go to Comic Con, I’m like «Come down a bit» |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
I like gangsta shit, uh |
Speakin' of which, got a gangsta boo |
Man, her mama and her grandmama gangsta too |
With the drama, keep the llama in the daisy dukes |
Shit, if I try to take her to the party, she gon' shoot up the room |
(Fuck outta here, nigga, run ya shit, run ya shit) |
Ooh, got a lazy bitch |
Oh, I’ma do it tomorrow, tomorrow came and went |
Ain’t no fuckin' at the crib, it’s probably dirty as shit |
How you runnin' outta breath when you ridin' the dick? |
Ho, oh nah, nah, nah |
You gotta get the fuck up off me right now |
Oh, baby, I been thinkin' 'bout |
What I gotta do all day and I’m fuckin' tired, Wilma tired |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
Damn, okay, I got it |
Got a cougar bitch |
We be fuckin' in the back of Subarus and shit |
I would love to spend the night, there’s always food in the fridge |
She be knowin' what she like and what to do wit' it |
Uh, throwin' me around, wasn’t used to it (Wasn't used to it) |
Gotta tell my bigger homie how abusive she is |
Nigga, no one would believe me, they like «You just a bitch» |
Had to buy surveillance cameras to get proof of it |
Damn |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
I’m suin' you, bitch |
Well, I got a tight ass one from Chicago (From Chicago) |
She said she lowkey but everybody know (Everybody know) |
Bitch is from Heaven, mattress on the floor (Whoa) |
Invite her to the crib, show her how I live |
But she bought some roaches, no |
Next stop, Ohio (Ohio) |
Her mom’s shoppin' these parts from Mexico (Mexico) |
She demand the D before and after show (After show) |
These are the ups and downs when we’re in the |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
Ooh, yeah, baby, baby, yeah |
Yeah, baby |
Ah, ohh |
Darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin' |
Okay, ha, shit |
Yes, Lawd |
Okay |
(Spotlight, that’s just my life and time) |
I got it, uh |
Got a yogi bitch |
And she natural, she hate to wear deodorant |
And she bashful if she come up out those clothes she in |
You got a what, my nigga? |
You got-you got a what? |
Oh, your bitch is flexible? |
No, no, no, no, no, no |
You like yogi bitches now? |
Fuck that! |
How’d you get in here? |
Chill |
Let’s see if your bitch could dodge these bullets, nigga |
My nigga, you know what? |
No, no |
Get the fuck, wait, you fuckin' wit' a bitch |
Don’t talk |
That don’t shave her under arms? |
You know what? |
You gon' run that under arm hair bitch |
Bitches in the hood need that for edges |
Put the gun down, yo |
What else you got in your bag, bitch? |
Come up off that |
Shut the fuck up, nigga |
Oh |
You know what, come up off your cha-you know what? |
I fuckin' loved you, nigga |
Okay, okay |
Your bitch is makin' me-you know what, bitch? |
She 'bout to die first, fuck that |
Don’t move |