Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Fine, artist - P-Lo. Album song More Than Anything, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, P-Lo
Song language: English
Still Fine |
Yeah, ooh |
Yeah, yeah, ayy |
P-Lo, time to get the bass goin' |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
No, got no time to lay |
She gon' give it to me right away |
No makeup and she still fine |
Bitin' on her lip when I’m inside |
Woah, I think she the baddest |
Woah, can’t play her like Madden |
From the wall to the window |
So good, close my eyes when I get low |
Like yeah, like the way you do it right there |
Girl, I know you’re not scared |
Yeah, uh, you a pro at it |
Make me wanna through my dough at it |
Now bounce that ass up and down to the floor |
Shake that shit 'til you can’t no more |
Said twerk that monkey, let me see you get low |
Freak that shit 'til your shit get sore |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
Yeah, yeah, she gon' shake what her mama gave her |
Slim lil' waist, peach with the A cups |
Ayy, I like 'em all, like 'em all, yeah |
She like them rappers and ball players |
If her last man play for the Raiders |
Or the 9ers, I know where to find her |
I got on designer, I’ma get behind her |
Love the way she wind it, like she from the islands |
Right back at it, it’s been way too long |
Time to make the whole world sing your song |
Lurkin' on the 'gram 'cause I can’t move on |
So I post a picture fresher than a newborn |
Count that cash 'til you can’t no more |
P-Lo on the beat, make your girl get low |
Do it for me, baby, standin' on your tip toes |
Do if for the squad, you know how the clique roll |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
Bitch, shake what your mama gave |
My bitch so bad that she can’t behave |
I just fucked the bitch I wanted since the second grade |
You can have anything but my last name |
Your friends say I’m a dog, don’t believe the rumors |
I’m sippin' on a double cup that’s dirty than a sewer |
I be laughin' to the bank, got a sense of humor |
10 thousand in my pocket, lookin' like a tumor |
Slow motion for me, then speed it up |
I rub my hands and lick my lips 'fore I eat it up |
I’ma lay you down, throw them legs up |
All the badies want a smile boy to beat it up |
Put a hump in your back and shake your rump |
Shit I ain’t B2K but she let me bump |
She told me, don’t stop 'til I make her cum |
She let me beat like headphones, I’ma make it thump |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
No, got no time to lay up |
My bitch still fine, no makeup |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |
She gon' shake what her mama gave her |