Damedot - I’m The Shit lyrics
[Damedot - I’m The Shit lyrics]
Got a missed call from LuLu (Brrt)
I'm a pit, you a poodle
Coupe seats look like doo doo (Vroom)
You ain't real, boy, you fufu, bitch a doll
Look like NuNu (Mwah)
Dick'll make a bitch cuckoo
Make the pussy go woo-woo
(Michigan Meech, woo) i got a lot of opps
But I'm best friends with my jeweler
(Ice, ice, ice)
Bitches say they love the rose gold
It just do somethin' to 'em (yeah)
I look at you niggas' kit's
Y'all should throw 'em in the sewer
Out to eat at Joe Muer
With this pretty little chooser (Chooser)
I think she into losers
I'm confused 'cause I'm rich (Rich)
I put pointеrs on my bitch
Let her know she thе shit (She the shit)
Nigga, I can never fall
But I fell in love with trips (Trips)
I don't build houses
But I fell in love with bricks (Woo)
Keep it real with myself
But I'll lie to a bitch (yeah)
Yeah, I play a lil' pool
I walk in with the stick (Drrt)
I can't give her dick if
That pussy got a stench
I had a dream last night that
My nigga got me pinched (Damn)
Woke up in a penthouse
Yawned and I put a nigga bitch out (Get out)
Paranoid, I can't even perform
'less the stick out (Swear to God)
I got big bands, lil' boy
You got a big mouth
I remember bein' fucked up
I'm the shit now (I'm the shit now)
I'm the shit, bitch, I'm the shit
(I'm the shit) paranoid as fuck
So I'm ridin' 'round with the stick
(Drrt) i can't even lie to you, bae
You talk a lot of shit (Talk a lot of shit)
I think we should go together
You the shit and I'm the shit (Ha ha ha)
I'm the shit, bitch, I'm the shit
(I'm the shit)
Can't ride around with a bird
So it's on my wrist (Brrt)
I ain't never here
I'm too busy gettin' it out the sticks
(Yah)
I can't be around just anybody, bitch
'cause I'm the shit
('Cause I'm the shit)
I'm the shit, bitch, I'm the shit
(I'm the shit)
Rose gold everything for the kit
(Ice, ice, ice)
When my white ice drop, they gon' be sick
This eighty 556s in my
Stick'll wipe a clique (Drrt)
Fill him up with green tips
I'll shoot you through a brick
Bitch, shake that moneymaker
Paid a hundred for this eighter
We slidin' on you later
Suited up like Craig Sager
I'm all about the paper, in LA like a Laker
Bae, can you hold me down like an anchor?
(Can you?) bitch, can you make your
Hands touch your ankles? (Can you?)
Can we fuck in the kitchen on the table?
(yeah) i could've been broke like you
So I'm grateful (Thank God)
Money keep shit together like a staple
I'm winnin' now
Jeans can't even hold all these strips I got
(Racks, racks)
I can't even perform at your party
'less that chop ready to rock (Uh, uh)
I'm probably gon' die in the
Streets lettin' off shots
I used to be the shit and
I'm still the shit now, pussy
I'm the shit, bitch, I'm the shit
(I'm the shit) paranoid as fuck
So I'm ridin' 'round with the stick
(Drrt) i can't even lie to you, bae
You talk a lot of shit (Talk a lot of shit)
I think we should go together
You the shit and I'm the shit (Ha ha ha)
I'm the shit, bitch, I'm the shit
(I'm the shit)
Can't ride around with a bird
So it's on my wrist (Brrt)
I ain't never here
I'm too busy gettin' it out the sticks
(Yah)
I can't be around just anybody, bitch
'cause I'm the shit
('Cause I'm the shit)
(Michigan Meech)