Lyrics News - Y2, The Teeta

News

Yeah
Yeah
I ont know what happ if she go missin
She not wit the crew or my coalition
She’s high speed so it’s no kissin
Had a change of heart cuz you don’t listen
If you eva think ya hoe missin
Pots and the pans she in my kitchen
Wet water yea she love whippin
Make money like she like strippin
Ya can’t sit here
Run forrest
Don’t pour it
Don’t blow it
Field goalin
Look shit changed
Feel the gold bitch
I’m on a roll bitch
No sir News
Feel for force switch
That’s tha move
Ain’t she gorgeous
Hotel rooms
Take a tour bitch
Don’t tell News
Don’t tell News
Nobody
Just like Keith Sweat
Got my feet wet
You ain’t peep that
No sir news
She look decent
But thats old news
No sir news
Back it up
Count it
Rack it up
A hunnid
Whoa
Turn twenty to fo'
Got plenty to go
Got ten in a row
Drop bill on tha flo'
Y’ain’t feelin me tho
Boy I’m still on a roll
Still on a go
If she see me she gon go missin
I just killed the pussy need a mortician
I need a bad bitch to hit the forbes list wit
I been drippin sauce cuz I was born wit this shit
She say she from Cali das my bae from the bay
We just show up flexin give a fuck what choo thank
If she bartendin tell her pour up some drank
If she start strippin we go straight to the bank
Whoa
Dat sh*t turnt me
To a monsta
If she get sponsored
We drop contract
I keep some art hoes
Like it’s tumblr
Take off all clothes
I’m so awful
But she so thoughtful
That’s that good brain
She so poppin
I’m so popular
She get all wet
Like a dolphin
She on my radar
And they can’t stop us
Back it up
Count it
Rack it up
A hunnid
Whoa
Turn twenty to fo'
Got plenty to go
Got ten in a row
Drop bill on tha flo'
Y’ain’t feelin me tho
Boy I’m still on a roll
Still on a go
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa