Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Shit, artist - Fabolous. Album song Summertime Shootout, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2017
Record label: Turn Up
Song language: English
My Shit |
We on that Summertime Shootout 2 now |
And I’m on D’usse number two now |
All she know is level up got her in her bag now |
Hating hoes never up so they throwin' jabs now |
See that Rollie on her wrist now when she dab now |
She could throw it in the bag now like she Fab now |
Got her rollin' in the Benz like fuck a cab now |
We pullin' up like, «Fuck it’s at now» |
We run it up, we don’t run from tabs now |
We fuck it up then go get it back now |
Love when the baddies call me zaddy |
All you bitches upset, call 'em maddys |
Tell 'em we ain’t lackin' ya we got the rattys |
Got no time for no pop up by your baby daddy |
But I see you on your slim thick with the fatty |
Waist so small, stomach all flatty |
Make up on fleek and the body tatted |
When she pop it, make me wanna throw some money at it |
And every time I grab it I say that’s my shit |
Then you put it on me Lil Mo and Ja shit |
So down to earth still on some fly shit |
This that BK, BX, NY shit |
On a boy bye shit taking vacays now |
You can catch us out in Vegas we be up in Drais now |
In Miami doing LIV on Sundays now |
Or in LA now, turning up in Playhouse |
But every time you see us we be on some fly shit |
Diamonds talking for me saying look at my shit |
And we buying Rosé on some NY shit |
Fab and A-Boogie on some NY shit |
In my bag now, in my bag now |
What the fuck is that sound |
What the fuck is that sound |
Brought the mac out, niggas sat down |
I got shit I never had now, I could brag now |
Got my bitch a Louis bag now, she could brag now |
Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now |
Now I’m sitting in the club, in a different bag now |
Baby, when I pick it up, you gon' put that ass down |
Tell 'em you don’t give a fuck, baby spin that ass round |
Tell the DJ turn it up, what the fuck is that sound |
A-Boogie with the Hoodie, and it’s always foreign |
Yeah I know she like my style, them other niggas boring |
When I pull up it go skrrt skrrt, that’s a foreign |
When I pull up on a red light, they don’t want it |
Yeah I came up from the mud, and my baby know that |
Introduced her to my plug, now she think she all that |
When I first hit her up, no she never wrote back |
Then I saw her at the club, so I got up on that |
Now every time they play this song she say, «This is my shit» |
See the flick on my wrist |
And I know she know what’s up, baby this is my shit |
See the flick on my wrist |
They know that’s my bitch, that’s a fact and she stuck with me |
When you in my section fill it up when my cup empty |
I can’t fuck with rats, that’s a fact, that’s a dub nigga |
All about my F can’t put water over blood nigga |
Trust me it get ugly |
If I wasn’t getting money, would you still want me? |
If I told you I was broke, would you start acting funny? |
This is all I ever wanted, you can’t take it from me |
Now every time they play this song she say, «This is my shit» |
See the flick on my wrist |
And I know she know what’s up, baby this is my shit |
See the flick on my wrist |