Now I Been Watching Yo Lil Sexy ass,
For a Lil Minute Just ain't said shit to you cause you had a man,
I guess that nigga ain't know what he had,
You independent , you don't need a man for shit you got yo own bag.
I guess you let the nigga treat you like you wasn't shit,
But you stayed tough shout out to my Nigga Vick Real Shit,
See Baby you the prize that I pick,
I been fantasizing bout us getting rich, you already know the Business.
See I can eat that pussy like some Wendy's,
I'm the coldest Muthaf*cka in my city you already know it's chilly,
I count bread & I curve bitches, Yeen Never gotta worry bout these bitches In yo business.
You ain't gotta worry bout these hoes taking yo position,
Hold my choppa while I'm swanging through the city Bae we on the road to riches,
You f*ck with ice & imma show you different,
Ice Cold Gold Soul Snatch Yo Soul With the quickness.
With No Choice to score from a distance,
Know that shit aggy baby just hear me out & just listen,
Stuck on this road alone you the only thang I've been missing.
Feening and get to kissin,
Sexing all through the kitchen,
Beating you from the back I'm Mr. Clean bitch with the dishes,
Deezo done ripped in all in different type of f*cking fishes,
Nothing to be compared to you,
Hating but bitch they know it's true.
Plotting to the business clear,
Knowing that ain't no where near,
Eating up on that pussy it's only right that you shed a tear,
F*ck them hoes that be in yo ear,
I'm the only one that been here.
Stuck & glue to yo side,
This a rental just ride,
F*ck the law we don't confined,
Ain't nun that breathe that's alive.
Ready to up & dive,
With no meaning or no strive,
In this foreign just glide,
We the cleanest f*ck the tide.
Muck City Lil Ice - Watchin U (feat. Deezodavinci) Lyrics
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Now I Been Watching Yo Lil Sexy ass,
For a Lil Minute Just ain't said shit to you cause you had a man,
I guess that nigga ain't know what he had,
You independent , you don't need a man for shit you got yo own bag.
I guess you let the nigga treat you like you wasn't shit,
But you stayed tough shout out to my Nigga Vick Real Shit,
See Baby you the prize that I pick,
I been fantasizing bout us getting rich, you already know the Business.
See I can eat that pussy like some Wendy's,
I'm the coldest Muthaf*cka in my city you already know it's chilly,
I count bread & I curve bitches, Yeen Never gotta worry bout these bitches In yo business.
You ain't gotta worry bout these hoes taking yo position,
Hold my choppa while I'm swanging through the city Bae we on the road to riches,
You f*ck with ice & imma show you different,
Ice Cold Gold Soul Snatch Yo Soul With the quickness.
With No Choice to score from a distance,
Know that shit aggy baby just hear me out & just listen,
Stuck on this road alone you the only thang I've been missing.
Feening and get to kissin,
Sexing all through the kitchen,
Beating you from the back I'm Mr. Clean bitch with the dishes,
Deezo done ripped in all in different type of f*cking fishes,
Nothing to be compared to you,
Hating but bitch they know it's true.
Plotting to the business clear,
Knowing that ain't no where near,
Eating up on that pussy it's only right that you shed a tear,
F*ck them hoes that be in yo ear,
I'm the only one that been here.
Stuck & glue to yo side,
This a rental just ride,
F*ck the law we don't confined,
Ain't nun that breathe that's alive.
Ready to up & dive,
With no meaning or no strive,
In this foreign just glide,
We the cleanest f*ck the tide.
For a Lil Minute Just ain't said shit to you cause you had a man,
I guess that nigga ain't know what he had,
You independent , you don't need a man for shit you got yo own bag.
I guess you let the nigga treat you like you wasn't shit,
But you stayed tough shout out to my Nigga Vick Real Shit,
See Baby you the prize that I pick,
I been fantasizing bout us getting rich, you already know the Business.
See I can eat that pussy like some Wendy's,
I'm the coldest Muthaf*cka in my city you already know it's chilly,
I count bread & I curve bitches, Yeen Never gotta worry bout these bitches In yo business.
You ain't gotta worry bout these hoes taking yo position,
Hold my choppa while I'm swanging through the city Bae we on the road to riches,
You f*ck with ice & imma show you different,
Ice Cold Gold Soul Snatch Yo Soul With the quickness.
With No Choice to score from a distance,
Know that shit aggy baby just hear me out & just listen,
Stuck on this road alone you the only thang I've been missing.
Feening and get to kissin,
Sexing all through the kitchen,
Beating you from the back I'm Mr. Clean bitch with the dishes,
Deezo done ripped in all in different type of f*cking fishes,
Nothing to be compared to you,
Hating but bitch they know it's true.
Plotting to the business clear,
Knowing that ain't no where near,
Eating up on that pussy it's only right that you shed a tear,
F*ck them hoes that be in yo ear,
I'm the only one that been here.
Stuck & glue to yo side,
This a rental just ride,
F*ck the law we don't confined,
Ain't nun that breathe that's alive.
Ready to up & dive,
With no meaning or no strive,
In this foreign just glide,
We the cleanest f*ck the tide.
Writer: ALJ Jenkins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid