Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hit It For Free , by - Field MobRelease date: 21.10.2002
Song language: English
Hit It For Free |
| Uh, the biggest thing between a nigga that spend money |
| and a nigga who don’t |
| is a million miles of what. |
| Fuckin’wit nothing but the bosses BITCH |
| We don’t pay for no muthafuckin’pussy |
| Ow… |
| This lil bread I had to scratch to get |
| that’s why I use my mouthpiece and mack to hit |
| cause I’d rather relax and sit back |
| and watch a nasty flick |
| and jack my dick |
| before I spend cash to hit |
| Mannnn, I used to stressed for bread |
| dead broke, jacking off thinking about big bucks and |
| baggettes in bed |
| I’ve been a crook, I done took paychecks and fled |
| three things I hate: HOES, rednecks and feds |
| had this one beeeetch… she told me It’s a hundred to hunch and $ 50 just to touch the head |
| teeeee… she didn’t even |
| Girl I can go to Church’s and get a cheaper chicken |
| with bigger breast and legs |
| I ain’t fin to floss checks and stunt |
| only time I pay for cat be at chinese resturants |
| I ain’t earn cash on you |
| I ain’t ya pimp |
| bad enough I even burnt my ass on you |
| I ain’t a simp |
| Look rat hoochie |
| get back-slapped to Iaboochie |
| catch caps from oozie |
| catch claps or cooties |
| I tell a bitch quick |
| if I had to pay to bust a nut |
| man my right hand would be rich |
| So can I hit it for free? |
| Let’em know hustlers don’t pay for pussy |
| Can I hit it for free? |
| Let’em know, you gon’respect this dick when you ride |
| with me Can I hit it for free? |
| Let’em know, you ain’t gon’get a got-damn dime |
| Can I hit it for free? |
| Let’em know, what’s yours in mine… |
| Told the ho I could’ve had a V8 |
| it was so good, but the bloody pussy stank |
| oh right like a real boss do she turned around and said, Nigga it’s gonna cost you |
| Stank ho, do you know who I are |
| you lucky just to ride in this car |
| you lucky just to suck this dick |
| ungrateful ass bitch |
| you better be happy that I’m all in this clit |
| Just to let you know. |
| there be a lot of hoes that be ungrateful |
| but you gon fuck for free on me no money |
| you lucky just to ride in this car |
| Field mob niggaz is the craziest |
| fuck a ho lay a big nut on her chest |
| Pull back, put in like that |
| it ain’t never wanna turn back |
| Field mob niggaz is the craziest |
| Let’em know what’s your is mine… |
| I’ll be damn if I’mma give these hoes my fee |
| I’m like Farakahn being best friends we poor as peas |
| or like Hillary Clinton dikin’with Lewinsky |
| hell nah never I ain’t ever |
| giving a bitch a penny |
| not even if the penny had a hole in it cuase you broke hoes, no dough getting |
| so-siddity that’s why I’m so stingy |
| and I feel my flow isn’t for some foot draggin |
| gold-diggin, slow ignorant, broke pigoen wit four chillen |
| to go spend it, gold in it, blow in it buyin clothes wit it back and forth to the weed spots |
| and liquour stores with it instead of handling yo business, with your sibling |
| home alone hungry wit no groceries |
| When I can go get me some more 20's another gold |
| grillin', Girbaud fitties |
| so more tennies, just to go with it Or I can go give it to homeless, at least I know its coming back |
| cause I ain’t finn to let no ho spend it |