She say hit my jack or hit the road
She say I drop heat when it get cold
Niggas acting tough o yea you bold
Niggas telling game that they were sold
Icebox in my heart in my soul
Big drip
F*ck around and slip shit
Thick bitch roll my woods
She dismissed
Bumpin Kiss kiss
Nappy boy and big Bhris
Dont want miss this
Imma take a big risk
Money stacked like 6'6
Shorty she like 5'3
Who ya man he not me
F*ck her till she knock kneed
Walkie talkie copy
Roger that
I might call you back
I might hit decline
I might...
I might...
A lot on my mind
She say hit my jack or hit the road
She say I drop heat when it get cold
Niggas acting tough o yea you bold
Niggas telling game that they were sold
Icebox in my heart in my soul
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She say hit my jack or hit the road
She say I drop heat when it get cold
Niggas acting tough o yea you bold
Niggas telling game that they were sold
Icebox in my heart in my soul
Big drip
F*ck around and slip shit
Thick bitch roll my woods
She dismissed
Bumpin Kiss kiss
Nappy boy and big Bhris
Dont want miss this
Imma take a big risk
Money stacked like 6'6
Shorty she like 5'3
Who ya man he not me
F*ck her till she knock kneed
Walkie talkie copy
Roger that
I might call you back
I might hit decline
I might...
I might...
A lot on my mind
She say hit my jack or hit the road
She say I drop heat when it get cold
Niggas acting tough o yea you bold
Niggas telling game that they were sold
Icebox in my heart in my soul
She say I drop heat when it get cold
Niggas acting tough o yea you bold
Niggas telling game that they were sold
Icebox in my heart in my soul
Big drip
F*ck around and slip shit
Thick bitch roll my woods
She dismissed
Bumpin Kiss kiss
Nappy boy and big Bhris
Dont want miss this
Imma take a big risk
Money stacked like 6'6
Shorty she like 5'3
Who ya man he not me
F*ck her till she knock kneed
Walkie talkie copy
Roger that
I might call you back
I might hit decline
I might...
I might...
A lot on my mind
She say hit my jack or hit the road
She say I drop heat when it get cold
Niggas acting tough o yea you bold
Niggas telling game that they were sold
Icebox in my heart in my soul
Writer: Aaron Adkinson, Cliff Fields
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid