letra de i'm a lick - sprite lee
[intro]
ayy sam, run it up
told me make some sh-t she could twerk to
yeah, ayy
[chorus]
told me make some sh-t she could twerk to (yeah)
i just got a new b-tch, she came with a curfew (woo)
all she want is louis v, she must think i knew virgil (virgil)
put her on the camera (on the camera), gotta run around in circles (uh huh)
ayy, pop out (out), throw a fit
gotta slide with the guys (guys), i’m a l!ck
and i’m with a bad b-tch (b-tch), she legit (she legit)
know this ain’t no catfish (woah)
she thicker in person than her pics
[verse 1]
every time she hear the beat she drop down (d-mn)
she made it clap for a n-gga, that’s the best sound
i can’t get attached, that’s why i’on go more than two rounds
hit it from the back, i’m the top dog
and my wrist froze
turn a saint into a nympho
i just made a trip to the bank with a thicc hoe
and i’m slidin’ down melrose (skrrt), she out the window
and my cup the same color as her pink toes
i made two plays ‘fo i even woke up
every time that we link, all she wanna do is f-ck
every time i drink i chase it down with the scut
the crib sound like the club, bae don’t drown in the tub
[chorus]
told me make some sh-t she could twerk to (yeah)
i just got a new b-tch, she came with a curfew (woo)
all she want is louis v, she must think i knew virgil (virgil)
put her on the camera (on the camera), gotta run around in circles (uh huh)
ayy, pop out (out), throw a fit
gotta slide with the guys (guys), i’m a l!ck
and i’m with a bad b-tch (b-tch), she legit (she legit)
know this ain’t no catfish (woah)
she thicker in person than her pics
[verse 2]
baby slide to the spot, it’s a bnb
main b-tch trippin’ so i put my phone on dnd
racks comin’ in like a m-th-f-ckin’ iv
i’on even wanna take the first dose like kyrie
n-gga try to take me as a joke, feel like ben simmons (ben)
i just had to take a lil’ break, n-gga [?]
it be hard to slam on the brakes goin’ 150
i just want her lips, i’on even wanna meet the kitty
lamborghini for the weekend
i made one call, shawty pullin’ up with three friends
i’m a real dub, baby now you got me fiending
catch a breath, is you breathin’?
drop a check in at nieman’s (straight cash)
[chorus]
told me make some sh-t she could twerk to (yeah)
i just got a new b-tch, she came with a curfew (woo)
all she want is louis v, she must think i knew virgil (virgil)
put her on the camera (on the camera), gotta run around in circles (uh huh)
pop out (out), throw a fit
gotta slide with the guys (guys), i’m a lit
and i’m with a bad b-tch (b-tch), she legit (she legit)
know this ain’t no catfish (woah)
she thicker in person than her pics
[outro]
every time she hear the beat she drop down (d-mn)
she made it clap for a n-gga, that’s the best sound
i can’t get attached, that’s why i’on go more than two rounds
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