Kent Jones, Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Dicky, E-40 - Sit Down lyrics

Get up, get up walked up in the building
Seen too many bitches on the wall
Niggas on the wall

Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won't you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down oh my God, oh my God
I don't really know her huh? Know her huh?
She wanna come over huh? Over huh?
I'm already over her, over her

When I'm in town she make
Sure that she see me, you understand?
I don't know just how you niggas perceive me
You understand?
Throwing stones but you just wanna be me
You understand?
Ain't them guys that you see on the TV
You understand?

Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won't you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down

Hey lil mama, you know you fuckin' with
A motherfuckin' superstar
You know I pick your ass
Up in the foreign car
And fuck you right there in it
Like a porn star, yeah, yeah
Hey, why you so nasty?
She say "Dolla why you gotta be so nasty?"
She said "Dolla $ign
Why you always stay high"
I say, "You ain't ever lied
You ain't ever lie"
I pull up on her, I got her choosin
Her man a loser, she in a real nigga presence
She want Dolla, she fuck with Dolla
She came for Dolla, pull up in that 'Rari
She said "Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
Why you spendin' all your
Money on these bottles?"
Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
No more ratchets for me, only models
Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won't you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down

Off top I was getting ready
White boy like my mom Betty
I'm too nice for this game ese, I walked in
It was con-fetti girls took to me already
Lil hoe with them dreads
Wanna go make whoopie
Go ball Eddie, Heartbreaker, y'all all petty
These bitches wanna get it off the strength
Pay a ton, I'm jamming like I'm Kemp
Y'all all a bunch of
Fucking Detlef Schrempf's
Showstopper, got flow poppin'
These hoes knockin' down doors
Jockin' my stones, moccasin flows
Stay on your toes i'm better than better
I'll get it on top like a header, that's word
Little mama lookin' at me, nine o'clock
And from the look of it that
Bitch need a vagina mop
And you mistook if you think
We that gon' designer shop
I'ma pull up like a bull
Up in the china shop, break you down
Chicken parmesan, how you want it
I'm cookin' i got a nose for these hoes
I'm the Piglet of pussy
I gotta know if you pro
Going down on my tooshie
Cause if you are then you're
Probably too aggressive for Dicky

When I was a teen I scored
A half a meal ticket
My team moved mean and they'll
Smoke you like a brisket
Raised in the slums, in the sewer
In the gutter
Where shit ain't sweet like unsalted butter
Make more paper than your
Daddy and your mother pulled up European
Started with a fixer-upper
Throwing up signs like a third base coach
Baby she a dime, got a rump like a roast

Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won't you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down