Текст песни Light This Bitch Up (feat. G-Eazy & Jay Ant) - P-LO feat. G-Eazy & Jay Ant
Yeah,
no
we
don't
really
care
Yeah,
we
gone
put
it
in
the
air
No
we
don't
give
a
fuck
Getting
bunnit's
is
a
must,
you
can
trust
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Ay
girl
let
me
see
what
you
got
I
dont
rap
if
the
beat
don't
knock
I
need
bass,
make
it
fast
Every
girl
in
the
place
shaking
ass
That's
that
bay
shit
Pull
up
in
a
space
ship
All
I
rep
is
gang
shit
You
know
that
I
can't
quit
Yeah,
we
got
step
up
the
party,
get
it
started
Make
the
hoes
go
retarded
Whole
game
with
me
we
got'
ride
out
You
ain't
living,
we
gon'
find
out
No
I
can't
be
around
fake
Heartbreakers
we
in
this
place
Girl
I
love
it
when
I
am
seeing
that
[?]
Yeah,
no
we
don't
really
care
Yeah,
we
gone
put
it
in
the
air
No
we
don't
give
a
fuck
Getting
bunnit's
is
a
must,
you
can
trust
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Uh,
Gerald
Pre
game
call
a
Uber
then
we
all
mob
Every
night
we
do
it
all
night
big
it's
hard
job
Part
snob
light
it
up
like
I'm
part
bob
Heartbreak
kids
linked
up
with
the
heart
throb
In
the
scene
always
found
in
the
mix
Move
around
with
the
wrist
Short
told
us
if
you're
rapping
and
the
beat
better
pound
when
it
hits
And
I've
been
going
dumb
since
2006
And
our
family
don't
ask
me
whats
up
with
a
verse
Unless
you
spend
it
with
your
girl
hands
up
in
her
purse
You
see
us
pull
up
in
a
hearse
Girls
climbing
in
the
section
calm
down
you
a
bucket
of
thirst
Can't
shit
with
people
as
basic
as
those
I
am
out
on
the
road
getting
payed
for
them
shows
I
walk
through
the
grass
check
by
snakes
by
my
toes
Cause
sooner
or
later
all
fakes
get
exposed
Yeah,
no
we
don't
really
care
Yeah,
we
gone
put
it
in
the
air
No
we
don't
give
a
fuck
Getting
bunnit's
is
a
must,
you
can
trust
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Uh,
yeah
I
don't
talk
real
boy,
I
be
listening
You
a
[?]
a
toy,
you
figurine
Your
bitch
love
my
grill
and
finger
rings
I
beat
it
up
fuck
finger
rings
Brown
leather,
all
only
my
fucking
bag
Bad
bitches,
I
thought
I
could
never
have
Shake
jelly,
flat
belly,
thin
waist,
looking
for
the
face
I
am
sipping
eighteen,
no
chase
You
can
have
[?]
I
don't
chase
I
replace
Give
her
a
taste,
show
her
first
place
Weed
plants
in
my
socks
and
dirty
vans
Dirty
hands
I've
been
touching
bands
Its
the
younger
suffer,
puffer
And
I
fuck
with
you
suckers
Yeah,
no
we
don't
really
care
Yeah,
we
gone
put
it
in
the
air
No
we
don't
give
a
fuck
Getting
bunnit's
is
a
must,
you
can
trust
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
Yeah,
we
gone'
Light
this
bitch
up
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