Текст песни Hitta - D.Boy Swagg(ær)

Ayy, Look, I'm Bouncing Through The Club Like Tigger
I'ma Hit The, I'ma Hit The Liquor
If A Get Wrong Then I'ma Hit Him
Take A Home & I'ma Hit Her
I'm Bouncing Through The Club Like Tigger
I'ma Hit The, I'ma Hit The Liquor
If A Get Wrong Then I'ma Hit Him
Take A Home & I'ma Hit Her

No Haircut, I Swagg In My Duey
Catch Me In The Hood Making Fridays Out Of Tuesdays
My Smoke Hookah, His Smoke
This Klout Not Fame, Your Opinion Don't Count Lame
I Went From Getting A's To Flipping P's
I Went From Copping Z's To Selling H In Tennessee
You Ain't No Friend Of Me, You Just A Frienemy
I'm In The Club Big Bottles, You Drunk Off Hennessy
That Rap Money Make A Rat Turn Up
That Money Make A Bad Go Down
I'm In Your Town I'm Just Riding Around Getting It
I'm On Your Side Of Town Riding Around
I Got Hittas With Pieces They All Hitting
These Broke These A Joke, Who Y'all Kidding?
Woo Child, I Just Pray For The Babies
I Hit The Club I Just Wave To The Ladies

I'm Bouncing Through The Club Like Tigger
I'ma Hit The, I'ma Hit The Liquor
If A Get Wrong Then I'ma Hit Him
Take A Home & I'ma Hit Her
I'm Bouncing Through The Club Like Tigger
I'ma Hit The, I'ma Hit The Liquor
If A Get Wrong Then I'ma Hit Him
Take A Home & I'ma Hit Her