Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Hitta , by - Young M.A. Song from the album Herstory in the Making, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.09.2019
Record label: 3D, m.a
Song language: English
My Hitta |
| Yo, babe, you love me? |
| (Yes, I love you) |
| You gon' ride for me? |
| (Yes, baby) |
| No matter what, right? |
| (No matter what) |
| You’re my lil' hitter? |
| (Ha, ha, why you always do that? Like…) |
| You not gon' be my hitta? |
| (No) |
| If I give you the, if I give you the Glock |
| You gon' bust that shit? |
| (Nah) |
| Hello |
| Let’s go, baby, I fuckin' love you, baby, you heard? |
| (I love you too) |
| Ayy, ooh, she spicy, yeah, I like her and she like me too |
| I think I’ma drop a check on her like Nike shoe |
| I usually don’t trick but, shit, I got a trick for you |
| I’m usually a ho, but girl, I got this dick for you |
| And I don’t have a boo 'cause I think I was meant for you |
| And I just bought a Cooper coupe that’s only meant for two |
| My niggas in that foreign right behind me, ayy |
| And we fuckin' up the highway like a high-speed chase |
| Blew 50 at the mall like it’s my b-day |
| But it’s just a regular, ordinary weekday (Regular) |
| Ooh, that’s a bad bitch |
| You can tell she eat her collard greens and catfish |
| I’m tryna make your daughter cry, sorry, Miss Jackson (I'm sorry) |
| I wear that pussy on my face like it’s in fashion |
| Ooh, she said I’m nasty |
| Baby, I just need a rider like a taxi (Ride) |
| And if your ex was a disease, then I’m the vaccine |
| Blowin' bags, poppin' tags, we a tag team |
| And we fuckin' up a foreign, going max speed |
| Shoppin' bags tippin' over in the back seat |
| Coffee on the seats, engine got that caffeine |
| And you bitches couldn’t have me, even if she didn’t have me |
| Ayy, and I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| She the trillest of the trillest |
| Ayy, yeah, she my bottom bitch |
| But when I need it, just like seasonin', she on top of shit |
| Know how to treat her, she a keeper, man, that’s common sense |
| And yeah, she fine, I call her mine, it’s an accomplishment |
| She hot like Mexico, won’t ever let her go (No) |
| She my little lightnin' bug (That's right), man, I just let her glow |
| And she get what she want (Uh huh), can’t ever tell her no |
| She my lil' spoiled bitch, she got that oil drip |
| She don’t follow other rappers, that’s that loyal shit |
| Tell them niggas, «It's a wrap», like on some foil shit (It's a wrap) |
| 'Cause this Glock will get to steamin', on some boil shit (Grrr) |
| 'Cause I’m a thug, she a thug, from the mud, out the soil, bitch |
| Ayy, and I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| She the trillest of the trillest, yeah |
| Ayy, ayy |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |
| I don’t need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is my hitta |