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Lookin' too fly to the bar
Niggas stop, askin' who I are
Hands on my waist find out
If I'm gonna flip off of one
And can he get

I'm a rock hip-hop pop
You out the doe and the fast car
Never run from nothin' I come through
Roll with the realest that can take out whole crew

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
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Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a song talk shit!

I don't to dance to a slow song
You're too and I can't get my groove on
Drop a and let a girl feel somethin'
I'm so gutter, watch my do somethin'

Tippy-toes tip and a mean walk
I tryna listen to your big talk
High off my for the third time
Boy, and get it
me make these niggas fall in line

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole song shit!

Bout to head to the hills fore I out
Get my from the check fore I spaz out
Pull my to the front and I jump in
Catch a look comin' from the in the black Benz

Red and now they tryna hop in
(Remember when I was in school, I was boyfriend?)
Got the so we never entertain those
Hungry-ass on the phone like they got hoes

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a song talk shit!

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole talk shit!

Now I'm mmm, mmm good
Eyes filled up with the
Look like a lay-up the lights out
Now tryna get a lick but I'm all gone

Keep, keep
Keep, keep
Keep, keep
Keep, talkin'

Who's this man not star?
Yet you who I are
On track rock hip-hop star, the pop star
Who the man hot bars?
Smoke, I'm soon to be

Now, he from?
Is it my city, your
All you need to know, I come from a city
Never shoot the boys, still keep the dope
Taste to the kush with a chase of the

And when I'm lookin' for a freak, really
And if it icky, tell her pull up her Vickie's
But if it alright, I might do the licky-licky
Let you suck on my neck but, please, no

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole talk shit!

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can a whole song talk shit!