Lyrics Fine $hit - Philthy Rich

Fine $hit

Why y'all mad? 'Cause you don't got no motion
Why y'all mad? You don't got no motion
(Funk or Die)
(Armani, this shit stupid, boy)
It's alright, look

Uh, that's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit
That's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit
That's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit
That's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit

Look, nails and feet done, that's mandatory
Thick bitch from Houston named Megan, nigga, free Tory
Ass and titties done, she a boss bitch
She gon' call until I answer, she don't want shit
I got a bitch from Milwaukee like some Chicken P
Ain't a nigga on this Earth she in love with more than me
Skyami for the weekend, we at Booby Trap
A threesome with you and your bestie, is you cool with that?
She in school, but she dance at night
Baby rude, but she so polite
My Detroit bitch from Seven Mile, she work at Truth
(Sexyy Red her favorite rapper like she from the Lou)

Uh, that's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit
That's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit
That's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit
That's my lil' fine shit
She my lil' fine shit