Lyrics Virgin - Yatta, Cash Kidd

Virgin

Aye
Imma keep talking my shit nigga
You niggas ain’t gone shut me up nigga
I keep clip Nigga
30 poking out nigga, you see it
I know, aye but look
You niggas ain’t even outside my nigga
We outside 24/7 nigga, 25/8 matter fact
Bitch ass niggas, aye look.
Gang!
Aye
Nigga mad he got his boo snatched (That's why you mad?)
Nigga, you can get your boo back (You can get her back)
Nigga, you the type to get your boo snatched (but you can’t get that back)
Nigga, call the thugs tryna get your boo back (hah lame)
Nigga, I just poured up two 4's (That's an 8)
12 o’clock the 2 stroke (shout out gang)
I’m from the Mo' I throw up two 4's (I'm out the gate)
But you can catch me in that damn low (I'm in them jets)
Oooh Shit, (Oooh Shit Bitch)
Bitch I’m Mr. Blue Strips (Mr. Blue Strips Bitch)
Internet thuggin' never do shit (It don’t do shit)
See me in person on some cool shit (Hey Bro)
Damn Hoe (God damn)
Broke Bitch, I can’t stand those (I can’t stand them)
Bitch I’m on my ten toes (Bitch I’m on my ten)
The Cake clip look like a French Roll (Look like a cinnamon)
Gang, Gang
Damn Bitch (Aye, oooh)
I feel like the man bitch (I feel like the man, oooh)
I’m thumbin through some bands bitch (I'm thumbin through them bands)
Don’t make my niggas hop out vans bitch (We hop out and bang)
Wipe me down (Wipe me down hoe)
We crack in cars and swipe me down (swipe, swipe, swipe me down hoe)
These bitches really like me now (They really dig my swag)
She tryna be my wifey now (she wanna be my bitch)
In your dreams bitch (In your dreams)
All this gold I feel like Mr. T bitch (I feel like Mr. T)
And we really keep clips (bitch we really keep)
Got me ending up on NBC bitch (On NBC)
Oh Lord (Oh Lord)
Bitch text me said she ready for more nards (What I do?)
Book a room at the travel lodge
Got them both catching bombs just like Anquan (thotty scotty)
She like the way I dick her down (I dick em down)
Silly bitch ask me to lick her now (she silly bitch, dummy)
I’m fucking with her sister now (I'm fucking with her sis)
I swear I think I’m Kenser down (I swear I think I’m Kenser)
See an opp then BA hoppin out (BA hoppin out)
Oooh shit I think his brains popped out (boom, boom)
Skurt, skurt then we swervin out
You niggas never bust, you’s a virgin boy (nigga you’s a virgin)