paroles de chanson Give It Up - TJ $uavé

We can mingle baby girl or chill
Just don't do too much
Found a plastic baggie full of pills
And she throwing up
I get freaky so I text my sneaky linky
Bitch pull up
Told you that this fucking pussy mine
Don't give it up
Yeah I gotta girl and she mine
But she know what's up
If I'm going out tonight
Outside with my fucking cuz
I know it, she feel it, I'm going
I know it, fo sho it, yeah, yeah
Hit my doggy up Lil Kill
What we doing bruh
Finna go hit a fucking serve
Then we going up
Hit my dog KIKO up
We just gotta make it
Already know what we gonna do
Got these hoes butt naked, ooh
Yeah, like I said, aye
We can mingle baby girl or chill
Just don't do too much
Found a plastic baggie full of pills
And she throwing up
I get freaky so I text my sneaky linky
Bitch pull up
Told you that this fucking pussy mine
Don't give it up

Ay, sipping Bacardi
My bitch sipping Henny on ice.
Pimpin' precision impairing your vision
If that was my smile would get caught in the light.
I'm with a Keurig and your bitch embarrassing
Think I'm allergic to niggas and mice
So I need me some Claritin hold alotta Xandi
we're pressed for defense so the Rockets can fight.
She not an American
I like my hoes like my whips
And they all been motherfucking foreign
Tourin' Kissimmee to find me a gypsy
We finna get tipsy, with top in the morning
Think she absorbing, getting her wetter babe
Don't say my name cause the camera recording
Nigga you boring
Chrome heart wrist
Got me changing the weather
I'm no longer dripping, lil baby I'm pouring
Young K.I.K.O
Will be keeping the blues like Corbin
The rest gotta act in according
I pop me a pill, see it give her a trill
Now I feel like the king of the hill, no Lauren
Drip I'm affording
My ex got pregnant
By her new nigga and got an abortion
Cause he was too bummy
No mummy, I'm wrapping it up
Can't son me, feel like a orphan, damn, fuck

We can mingle baby girl or chill
Just don't do too much
Found a plastic baggie full of pills
And she throwing up
I get freaky so I text my sneaky linky
Bitch pull up
Told you that this fucking pussy mine
Don't give it up
Yeah, yeah, don't give it up, lil bitch, don't give it up

Plug hit my line for that pack
Bitch I'm about to go pick it up
Bitch I be serving them rich fiends
I got good clean and you getting cut
Lame niggas tryna front
Like they been in the game nigga
Pussy lil boy better stay in your lane
You could get hit with that flame nigga
Kill$et be the team, you lil niggas know
They can't fuck with the game nigga
Pull up we killing the scene
We left the block with a brand new stain nigga
Left a lil boy with a whole lotta red
Got hit in the head, he not getting up
All it really take is one call to your bitch
I bet she gon' give it up