Butch Dawson - Wicked Delight Lyrics

Wicked delight
It gotta be right
I hit it one night
Reloaded the pipe
Red beans and rice
Shawty got spice
One hell of a night
Reloaded the pipe
You crazy
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Cudi my days n my nights (yeah)
Buddy I do what I like (yeah)
Buddy my bitch worth the cutty
Come f*ck her today we gon send you a price (cash)
Shine off whoever these diamonds are wetter
I splash
Splash all night
Get cash
Cash all night (yeah)
Get a bag
Bag all night
Ion even drive but I skrt them tires
I just got too tired at the light (skrt)
I was off the perc put the pussy on a shirt
Pulled up all black Dark knight (bitch)
30 for the merch
Sell shirts like work
Got P's on Tees that's white (okay)
Ima breeze on beat that's right (ok)
Static on me make a nigga get light (let's go)
F*ck it I cop her some heels
She tryna reach me
But I'm in the hills
Poppin a pill for the feels
I'm gettin so heated she all in my grill
I'm going hard like its drill
My city drown me in some love I need gils
Now that I got me deal
Once I disappear they say I'm not real
I needed that
Pre heated these raps
You speaking that cap woah
Easing me back
Like bait in the trap
Woah woah
Accepted to Pratt
But I was a jack
Trading my stats woah
I got the right
To be where im at
Wicked delight
Wicked delight
Wicked delight
It gotta be right
I hit it one night
Reloaded the pipe
Red beans and rice
Shawty got spice
One hell of a night
Reloaded the pipe
You crazy
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice
Yeah she thinking bout ice