Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B-Legit, artist - B Legit. Album song Emerald City Slickers 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: GAME OFFICIAL MUSICC
Song language: English
B-Legit |
I-I-I'm the shit With no makeup Don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty |
here mine I’m a dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands |
up And say I know I’m cute |
I know I’m fly |
You ask me why Cause I’m the shit |
Beat 'em like they stole something Beat 'em like they stole something All this |
booty here got them dreaming Let me hold something Lemme lemme hear that boy |
Lemme lemme rear that boy Let me get the most expensive car |
And let me steer that boy Real big pretty titty Shut down any city If you want |
the kit kitty Gotta get the key for me All new everything Plus pay the rent fo' |
me |
If we in the wilderness Bitches pitch a tent for me Tent for me, tent for me, |
get my body Long hair no make up doing pilates Those niggas don’t stand on my |
damn zanotti’s |
All them bitches is my sons but who’s the daddy? |
I-I graduate with honors I ball Nate O' Conner |
I did a freestyle then I got a shoutout from Obama Yes, Yes I am ill |
I go in for the kill Hoes is my sons birth control I am on the pill What I |
gotta do what I gotta do to 'em Step up in the club everybody like who 'dem |
Girls, girls, me and my girls Watcha done did I need some referrals |
Motherfuckers know I’m the shit legit And if a motherfucker don’t he can suck |
my dick I tell 'em everybody else is my opposite I put 'em on the gang give 'em |
5 percent |
I-I-I'm the shit With no makeup Don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty |
here mine I’m a dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands |
up And say I know I’m cute |
I know I’m fly |
You ask me why Cause I’m the shit |
I’m like really famous |
I got a famous anus No, not Famous Amos |
All this famous heinous Lemme lemme hear that boy Lemme lemme rear that boy All |
this money coming in But I never share that boy No lipstick no lashes out But I |
got a real big ol' ratchet though I said dude yo dude you packing out He said |
he want good box like Pacquiao I said well my name Nicki and it’s nice to meet |
ya |
If ya really wanna know I give ya my procedure Got a whole bunch of pretty gang |
in my clique And we looking for some ballers alopecia |
I hate wack niggas I should really slap niggas These niggas tripping when I put |
them on the map niggas How you gonna break that How you gonna fake that Ain’t |
at no wedding but all my girls caked high Sleeping on me no mattress though I’m |
a burn the beat down no matches though No they can’t keep up they molasses slow |
I’m the greatest Queens bitch with the cash’s flow |
L-L-Looking at me like it’s my fault |
T-T-Trying take sneak pictures with their i |
Phone |
I like independent bitches like July 4th |
Now that’s what young Harriet died for |
I-I-I'm the shit |
With no makeup |
Don’t have to curl my hair up |
All this booty here mine |
I’m a dolla worth a dime |
Real bosses stand up |
Ladies throw your hands up |
And say I know I’m cute |
I know I’m fly |
You ask me why |
Cause I’m the shit |