Lyrics Hit Sumthin - Luniz, Beeda Weeda, 4rAx

Hit Sumthin

I smoke more weed than you
(The Mechanix)
I smoke more weed than you
That’s why your bitch on my dick
I smoke more weed than you
Your bitch is on my dick
Uh, you at the bar tryna sip sumthin'
Bitch, I’m at the club tryna hit sumthin'
Catch me at the back tryna twist sumthin'
If a bop choose up I’ma flip sumthin'
Molly water with the girl scouts (Girl Scout)
I’m about to turn your girl out (Bitch out)
And she about to eat a girl out (Wooo!)
We turnt up, hit ‘em both at your girls house
(Woah) These hoes ain’t loyal
But they with the boy and ya boy gettin' spoiled
Bow down, give me crown, I am royal
King Kush, Afgoo, with the oil
Mo', mo' money, she a snowbunny
So I make her amorous for me
Twerk, twerk it on the floor for me
____ ____ so I always let her roll for me
I got models on the way (Models)
Bottles on the way (Bottles)
Weed on the way (Big Weed)
Molly in my drank (Molly)
Gotta be the week
And we do the same thang
Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin'
Ay, I take three out of four of ‘em
Let me oh love ‘em
Take ‘em on a ho nothin'
Show ‘em they don’t know nothin'
It seems so sudden
Guess you kinda owe sumthin'
Pussy pot a drink
Spread it, line it ____ sumthin'
This is my thang, this is where I belong at
I party, I don’t funk, y’all got the wrong cat
Mind yours, I’m gettin' known at
Matter of fact, where my phone at (Ay bruh)
Bring the song back (What?)
What is this?
That snow, that candy
That fluff, that fish scale
That blow, that Andy
And her, who is she
She used to be his
But she love me a lil' mo'
I introduced her to this (What?)
The way I groove
It still look good though
Ain’t changed since '95
They wishin' I would though
This is my background
This is my genes
And all my young niggas
Got thirties for heen
I got models on the way (Models)
Bottles on the way (Bottles)
Weed on the way (Big Weed)
Molly in my drank (Molly)
Gotta be the week
And we do the same thang
Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin'
Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin'
Roll it up, Pour it up, 'Til I throw it up
Showin' out, showin' up, Ain’t no slowin' up
Full throttle, tippin' bottles 'til I’m shit faced
These drugs got me goin' up at a quick pace
Your bitch face lookin' like she wanna fuck sumthin'
Big thang on my waist, I don’t trust nothin'
All I wanna do is party, smoke, and fuck bitches
I’m pullin' off with a car full of drunk bitches
At the park goin' hard, doing hella shit
Hella lit with this yellow thang, hella thick
Got hella dick for your baby momma
I’m tryna hit it and forget it, I don’t need the drama
I’m with the business, run up in it, then I get up out there
I’m a dawg ass nigga, diamonds on my collar (Woo!)
Club barking but I was walking in the VIP boy
Going crazy on my momma, it was lit boy
We was goin' up
I got models on the way (Models)
Bottles on the way (Bottles)
Weed on the way (Big weed)
Molly in my drank (Molly)
Gotta be the week
And we do the same thang
Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin'
Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin'