Heygwuapo - Lets Get It (feat. Rich Amiri) lyrics
Rich Amiri [Amiri Dexter Chase] Boston/Randolph, Massachusetts, U.S 🇺🇸
[Heygwuapo - Lets Get It feat. Rich Amiri lyrics]
Ayy, CGM, where you at?
She wanna fuck, let's, uh (Phew)
She wanna fuck, let's, uh
She wanna fuck, let's, uh let's go, ayy
She wanna fuck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna fuck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this bitch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove
'bout to whip it
Fuckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like
She a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it
Run up the racks, I count up my chicken
Uh, I had to count up my paper
That boy a, yeah, bitch, he a hater
Follow on cam', I guess I made her
That ho gon' give me the pussy you paid for
Shapin' him up, ain't give him a tapеr
That boy a pack, I might just face 'em
Fent in his drugs, damn, I lacеd him
Ain't givin' it up, huh
Don't give a fuck, lil' boy, I'm takin'
Heard he want static, nigga, what's shakin'?
That boy a pig, get turned into bacon
Stealin' my flow, they be stealin' my cadence
I got on all white like a racist
He on the phone with his ho cupcakin'
I'm on the phone with this ho caucasian
She wanna fuck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna fuck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this bitch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove
'bout to whip it
Fuckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like
She a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it
I walk in the bank
I walk in the bank and I'm laughin'
I hop in the coupe
I hop in that bitch and I crashed it
Bitch, are you? I'm goin' up
I'm goin' up, bitch, i'm talkin' to Satan
I'm on the Ace, I'm off a perc
I'm throwin' up but I know what I'm sayin'
Can't you tell me shit, yeah
I'm way too rich, lil' bitch
Yeah, I'm way too up, lil' ho
I been on my business shit
How the fuck you gon' expose the sentences
You can't finish it
They just want up on the wave
'cause they see I'm livin' lit
Let's get it, let's get it
I spin the block like a fidget
Walk into Saks and I spend me a ticket
Hit from the back, she like where do I hit it
She wanna fuck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna fuck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this bitch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove
'bout to whip it
Fuckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like
She a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it
She wanna fuck, let's, uh (Phew)
She wanna fuck, let's, uh
She wanna fuck, let's, uh let's go, ayy
She wanna fuck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna fuck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this bitch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove
'bout to whip it
Fuckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like
She a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it
Run up the racks, I count up my chicken
Uh, I had to count up my paper
That boy a, yeah, bitch, he a hater
Follow on cam', I guess I made her
That ho gon' give me the pussy you paid for
Shapin' him up, ain't give him a tapеr
That boy a pack, I might just face 'em
Fent in his drugs, damn, I lacеd him
Ain't givin' it up, huh
Don't give a fuck, lil' boy, I'm takin'
Heard he want static, nigga, what's shakin'?
That boy a pig, get turned into bacon
Stealin' my flow, they be stealin' my cadence
I got on all white like a racist
He on the phone with his ho cupcakin'
I'm on the phone with this ho caucasian
She wanna fuck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna fuck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this bitch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove
'bout to whip it
Fuckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like
She a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it
I walk in the bank
I walk in the bank and I'm laughin'
I hop in the coupe
I hop in that bitch and I crashed it
Bitch, are you? I'm goin' up
I'm goin' up, bitch, i'm talkin' to Satan
I'm on the Ace, I'm off a perc
I'm throwin' up but I know what I'm sayin'
Can't you tell me shit, yeah
I'm way too rich, lil' bitch
Yeah, I'm way too up, lil' ho
I been on my business shit
How the fuck you gon' expose the sentences
You can't finish it
They just want up on the wave
'cause they see I'm livin' lit
Let's get it, let's get it
I spin the block like a fidget
Walk into Saks and I spend me a ticket
Hit from the back, she like where do I hit it
She wanna fuck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna fuck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this bitch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove
'bout to whip it
Fuckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like
She a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it