Hat Trick Songtext
von Slayden
Hat Trick Songtext
Girl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don′t you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don′t you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Shawty looking good, do you wanna get freaky with me?
Girl, let me know, got an ounce with your name on it
Party in the woods, we can sneaky in a quicky sticky
Girl, I think we should, pick a spot, no, I ain't picky
When I put it in, she be making weird noises like
"Bawitdaba, pi-tang pi-tang, chicky chicky"
Smacking on her ass, wanna see me do a hat tricky?
Thumbin′ in her back, twist it in, and she getting drippy
"Ugh, it′s too raunchy!" Too bad, I don't need your lippy
Monster in my pocket, on my balls, call it Lickilicky
Fungus in my drank, no cap, finna get it trippy
Namek where I lived in the past, uhh, I′m shapeshifting
Why you worried bout what I'm doing, on your ass
Talking shit with your Cheeto fingers, three cum rags
And the same shirt on since a couple weeks back?
You can′t handle all my movements, you can't play it like that
I′mma say it right now
The Office fucking sucks
If a bitch like it, she shit outta luck
I ain't pulling up
I don't need the nut
Steve Carrell make my dick soft, how we gonna fuck?
I need me a boo to be the Lucy to my Ricky
Trying to toke up on some dope and drink some seven dollar whiskey
We can go behind the muffler shop and get a little icky
She be sucking on my dick so hard, man, I got a hickey
I feel like I′m Santa Claus, I just a had a foursome
Put a smile on their faces singing "ho ho ho"
I won′t ever trust a bitch unless she's rolling my smoke
You can get dicked down, but you ain′t coming home
You be texting other dudes, saw them nudes in your phone
And they ain't come to me, so what you playing games for?
Back of the line, thot, I′m tired of these whores
Only take three words, then they spread it on the floor
Don't you worry about nothing, boo, I don′t kiss and tell
And as a matter of the fact, keep my name to yourself
I don't need no other bitches hitting up on my cell
Trying to get a quick fuck, cause they heard I hit it well
Aye, just a disclaimer, uh, no disrespect to any women out there
Um, I was just fucking around on this song
I love all of you
Thank you
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don't you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain′t drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don′t you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on, just relax
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don′t you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don′t you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Shawty looking good, do you wanna get freaky with me?
Girl, let me know, got an ounce with your name on it
Party in the woods, we can sneaky in a quicky sticky
Girl, I think we should, pick a spot, no, I ain't picky
When I put it in, she be making weird noises like
"Bawitdaba, pi-tang pi-tang, chicky chicky"
Smacking on her ass, wanna see me do a hat tricky?
Thumbin′ in her back, twist it in, and she getting drippy
"Ugh, it′s too raunchy!" Too bad, I don't need your lippy
Monster in my pocket, on my balls, call it Lickilicky
Fungus in my drank, no cap, finna get it trippy
Namek where I lived in the past, uhh, I′m shapeshifting
Why you worried bout what I'm doing, on your ass
Talking shit with your Cheeto fingers, three cum rags
And the same shirt on since a couple weeks back?
You can′t handle all my movements, you can't play it like that
I′mma say it right now
The Office fucking sucks
If a bitch like it, she shit outta luck
I ain't pulling up
I don't need the nut
Steve Carrell make my dick soft, how we gonna fuck?
I need me a boo to be the Lucy to my Ricky
Trying to toke up on some dope and drink some seven dollar whiskey
We can go behind the muffler shop and get a little icky
She be sucking on my dick so hard, man, I got a hickey
I feel like I′m Santa Claus, I just a had a foursome
Put a smile on their faces singing "ho ho ho"
I won′t ever trust a bitch unless she's rolling my smoke
You can get dicked down, but you ain′t coming home
You be texting other dudes, saw them nudes in your phone
And they ain't come to me, so what you playing games for?
Back of the line, thot, I′m tired of these whores
Only take three words, then they spread it on the floor
Don't you worry about nothing, boo, I don′t kiss and tell
And as a matter of the fact, keep my name to yourself
I don't need no other bitches hitting up on my cell
Trying to get a quick fuck, cause they heard I hit it well
Aye, just a disclaimer, uh, no disrespect to any women out there
Um, I was just fucking around on this song
I love all of you
Thank you
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don't you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain′t drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I got some good grass
Don′t you worry about what I been sipping out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on, just relax
Writer(s): Slayden Reed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
