Lookin' like I caught a lick (lick, hey!) And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!) Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo) Lookin' like I caught a lick (yeah) Got some hittas in my clique (woo, woo, woo ,woo) Lookin' like I caught a lick Cardi (Look

(Look at her, look at her oh) I got these feelings for you Can't fight these feelings for you No, I can't help myself no more And I can't help myself no more If you want me take me home and let me use you I know he doesn't satisfy you like I do And does

She needs a wild heart I got a wild heart Tonight we'll dance I'll be yours and you'll be mine We won't look back, Take my hand and we will shine I was walking away, But she's so beautiful it made me stay

Top Jimmy cooks, top Jimmy swings He's got the look Some friends of mine, just the other night, Went to hear this cool cat blow They say he sang so good that the roof fell in, And they didn't even stop the show They don't remember the place, but they

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

I'll come find you one of these days The moment you stop looking Wherever you go, you'll be in the right place You'll never know the difference it makes When you let go, and give up your chance You think you're ready But you've got too much on your mind

(She's got the look) She's got the look (Wanna know better) (She's driving me wild) And you know damn well That girl's my baby She's so fine The girl will be mine She got the breaks

Lights low, get lit Mouth closed, take dick Lace up, legs up Get drunk, clothes off Weed loud, twist up Throwback, look back Woosah, get that I ain't worried about no other bitch you got me Use them lips you know I love you, kiss my body

Run for cover Run while you can, baby, don't look back You gotta run for cover Don't be afraid of the fear, that's a played out trap, man You know you're not the only one And don't look back, just run for cover She's running What have you gathered to

You got niggas and I got bitches I want you, to turn up on me Every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Even look like Lauren London too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit