French Montana, Chinx, Stack Bundles - Tap That lyrics
[French Montana, Chinx, Stack Bundles - Tap That lyrics]
Hey, you right there
Bring your fine ass over here
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Let me tap that
I gotta keep my cool, moulin rouge
Come fuck with French you know how I move in
A room full of vultures gotta move fast
Get the cash, she a dime like a good pass
Get a wine glass, with your fine ass
Flashy, classy with her nasty
Thick ass, hair long, baby from here on
Big chips, I don't trip, I take trips
G five in the air, baby mind blown
Face down, ass up, let me climb on it
A life's short
Take advantage of that thought
And take your shoes and your pants off
Let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that
Look, nothin to talk about
Soon as she see that two tone thing we out
Holla at her friend like, "Bitch, be out"
Fore we hit the toll got my dick in her mouth
Hah, that's how it's supposed to go
When your necklace glow
She's supposed to know
Before she even get in the car
Lettin freakin and man eatin when
You creep with a star
She know she in the mist of a
Real g, that's why she all touchy, feely
She like he really really live that lifestyle
Can tell he getting kitty by the
Glit in his watch dial
I'm like girlfriend, girlfriend
We could leave here make
Your girlfriends girlfriends
I got my cheese with me
And I brought my girlfriend
Never find a better nigga you
Ain't gotta sweat a nigga
Just let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that
Lil momma let me chop it up with ya
Toss you up, flip ya
Ya boy Chinx D real life Dirk Diggler
I be gamin' with the ballers
Slidin' with the boppers
Fly nigga plus I keep the
Hollows in the shotgun
Keep it twerkin at my show
Caught her at my show
Back stage with her only thing I wanna know
You gon' let a nigga (tap that, tap that)
Stop playin, you know a nigga want it
Man that 760 off blue not one I'm on two
Nigga pupils dilated tryna hit your girl too
Riot be the gang
Coke boys, know we got the city in a sling
I get messy with these hoes
No playin, tryin to get you out your clothes
Pull that Drop Head up
Tryna hit you in the Rolls
All up in your cat litter
Momma I'll get back with ya
First I let Stack hit ya
Just let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that
Bring your fine ass over here
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Let me tap that
I gotta keep my cool, moulin rouge
Come fuck with French you know how I move in
A room full of vultures gotta move fast
Get the cash, she a dime like a good pass
Get a wine glass, with your fine ass
Flashy, classy with her nasty
Thick ass, hair long, baby from here on
Big chips, I don't trip, I take trips
G five in the air, baby mind blown
Face down, ass up, let me climb on it
A life's short
Take advantage of that thought
And take your shoes and your pants off
Let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that
Look, nothin to talk about
Soon as she see that two tone thing we out
Holla at her friend like, "Bitch, be out"
Fore we hit the toll got my dick in her mouth
Hah, that's how it's supposed to go
When your necklace glow
She's supposed to know
Before she even get in the car
Lettin freakin and man eatin when
You creep with a star
She know she in the mist of a
Real g, that's why she all touchy, feely
She like he really really live that lifestyle
Can tell he getting kitty by the
Glit in his watch dial
I'm like girlfriend, girlfriend
We could leave here make
Your girlfriends girlfriends
I got my cheese with me
And I brought my girlfriend
Never find a better nigga you
Ain't gotta sweat a nigga
Just let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that
Lil momma let me chop it up with ya
Toss you up, flip ya
Ya boy Chinx D real life Dirk Diggler
I be gamin' with the ballers
Slidin' with the boppers
Fly nigga plus I keep the
Hollows in the shotgun
Keep it twerkin at my show
Caught her at my show
Back stage with her only thing I wanna know
You gon' let a nigga (tap that, tap that)
Stop playin, you know a nigga want it
Man that 760 off blue not one I'm on two
Nigga pupils dilated tryna hit your girl too
Riot be the gang
Coke boys, know we got the city in a sling
I get messy with these hoes
No playin, tryin to get you out your clothes
Pull that Drop Head up
Tryna hit you in the Rolls
All up in your cat litter
Momma I'll get back with ya
First I let Stack hit ya
Just let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that