Sexyy Red - Sport lyrics
Sexyy Red [Janae Nierah Wherry] St. Louis, Missouri, USA
[Sexyy Red - Sport lyrics]
Okay northside
Yeah, it's Sexyy bitch
You know what the f**k goin' on, ho
Bitch, I been a boss and
Can't nobody tell me otherwise
Let him kill the coochie, take a Plan B
Double homicide
Dick stand at attention when he see me
It's gon' fall in line
Bitch, I throw it back and bust
It open like a forty-five
Treat him like a couch
I sit this ass right on his sexy face
You know that this coochie smell like water
It ain't got no taste
Make these niggas nut just off my words
You hoes can't relate
My body firm, my money long, my coochie good
That's how I beat the case (Sexyy)
Caramel-skin bitch from the North (Yeah)
Legs lookin' good when I rock my booty shorts
(Yeah, yeah)
Can't trust what bitches say if you
Ain't hear it from the source (Ayy)
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport (You know it)
Hoes lame, they some dorks
Bitch, keep it cool
Or get popped like a cork (Grraow, baow)
I ain't have a weapon
So I stabbed her with a fork
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport
Let him ride behind me
(Skrrt) , lost him, he can't find me (Yoom)
Flip him like a quarter
You can't tell me 'bout no dime piece
I know I'm the shit, baby
You ain't gotta remind me
I'll hop on your song and make
Your label wanna sign me
Me and all my sisters stick
Together like we Siamese (Twin)
Baby keep them chopsticks by his side
I think he Chinese (Ching-choing)
Poppin' big shit with no award or no nominees
Bitch, your coochie dry
I'm tryna flood him with tsunamis
Caramel-skin bitch from the North (Yeah)
Legs lookin' good when I rock my booty shorts
(Northside, Northside)
Can't trust what bitches say if you
Ain't hear it from the source
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport (On Blood)
Hoes lame, they some dorks (Lame ass)
Bitch, keep it cool
Or get popped like a cork (Grraow, baow)
I ain't have a weapon
So I stabbed her with a fork (Grraow, baow)
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport
Yeah, it's Sexyy bitch
You know what the f**k goin' on, ho
Bitch, I been a boss and
Can't nobody tell me otherwise
Let him kill the coochie, take a Plan B
Double homicide
Dick stand at attention when he see me
It's gon' fall in line
Bitch, I throw it back and bust
It open like a forty-five
Treat him like a couch
I sit this ass right on his sexy face
You know that this coochie smell like water
It ain't got no taste
Make these niggas nut just off my words
You hoes can't relate
My body firm, my money long, my coochie good
That's how I beat the case (Sexyy)
Caramel-skin bitch from the North (Yeah)
Legs lookin' good when I rock my booty shorts
(Yeah, yeah)
Can't trust what bitches say if you
Ain't hear it from the source (Ayy)
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport (You know it)
Hoes lame, they some dorks
Bitch, keep it cool
Or get popped like a cork (Grraow, baow)
I ain't have a weapon
So I stabbed her with a fork
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport
Let him ride behind me
(Skrrt) , lost him, he can't find me (Yoom)
Flip him like a quarter
You can't tell me 'bout no dime piece
I know I'm the shit, baby
You ain't gotta remind me
I'll hop on your song and make
Your label wanna sign me
Me and all my sisters stick
Together like we Siamese (Twin)
Baby keep them chopsticks by his side
I think he Chinese (Ching-choing)
Poppin' big shit with no award or no nominees
Bitch, your coochie dry
I'm tryna flood him with tsunamis
Caramel-skin bitch from the North (Yeah)
Legs lookin' good when I rock my booty shorts
(Northside, Northside)
Can't trust what bitches say if you
Ain't hear it from the source
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport (On Blood)
Hoes lame, they some dorks (Lame ass)
Bitch, keep it cool
Or get popped like a cork (Grraow, baow)
I ain't have a weapon
So I stabbed her with a fork (Grraow, baow)
You know I be killin' these hoes
That's my sport
