Problem, Saviii 3rd, 1TakeJay, Casanova - Fuck Me Too lyrics

[Problem, Saviii 3rd, 1TakeJay, Casanova - Fuck Me Too lyrics]

Wait hold up, I'm 'bout to turn this bitch up
(Ayy)

Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that dick that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that dick that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that dick that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too

Baby always struck me as a smart chick
Now get over here and hop
All on this boss dick
Countin' money all day, I'm exhausted
Fucked baby twice, then I tossed it
(let her go)
Countin' money all day, I'm exhausted
(I'm so tired)
Nigga drippin' like a fucked up faucet damn!
Boy, I'm with the business like a office
Damn, damn, damn, damn!
That cutie with the booty tryna
Do something to me
Tell these rap niggas stop woofin'
Before I do somethin'
My niggas like Steph with the range
Have 'em hoppin' out the rain
Got a hundred in each drum
They ain't even gotta aim just let it go

Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that dick that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
Like the county, all I see is all blues
She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo
I got that dick that make her do what it do
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me too

I'm from the Big Apple
You could be a grown ass man
I'll still kidnap you
Gat to your back like "Get in the whip
Nigga" i'm a Blood
And I fuck with Crip niggas that'll hit nigga
'Til the clip done
It's a million ways to die
Nigga you should pick one
Ridin' in that hoopty and that
Shit got high mileage
Bouncin' up and down 'cause
That bitch got hydraulics
You would think I'm in the West
But, I'm ridin' by Ragamuffin
Strap on my lap, mufucka
Ain't hiding nothin' I don't really want to
But, you niggas forced me
Yeah I'm in the Porsche
If I crash it's gon' cost me
They see a nigga on
Now these niggas wanna hawk me
Saw me with Wyclef
It was killin' niggas softly problem
If these niggas want a problem
Just get a greenlight, i'll red dot 'em
Boom boom boom

We gon' do that shit like this, hol' up
That nigga Problem told me to just gas
These motherfuckers first niggas 'bout time
Hol' up look

Ahead of my time, tryna stop my shine
Every chance I get I'm
Representin' every time
Now she on my line, cause she see me poppin'
Problem know if it's a problem
Call up Sav' and I'ma solve it
Ain't no pocket rocket, P89 Ruger, do ya
She ain't got no cash for the gas, bitch Uber
Know a nigga nothin' in this
Hood but a goober
Baby I'm a joint, he a loser
Lose him, I do this
Watch my do my dance like Shooter
Watch me fuck it up like Shooter
I make it look easy
But, I promise it's a real meaning to
These therapeutic verses I be speaking
Lookin' at your team and my team
And I was thinking
Your squad full of clowns
But, you probably the weakest
I was with the heathens
Got a little booty call from Niqua
She talkin' 'bout she pregnant, finna keep it
Nigga that's on Jesus
I ain't goin' for it, bitch beat it
Blue notes singing like Anita
Flex for no reason
Let the wrong nigga get some baggage
You can tell I never had it
I be extra and dramatic nigga

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