MrRandomhere, JustViGi - Shawty Lyrics

She actin' like a bitch
But you know she likes it rough
I really want some love right now
But I cannot get enough
She be on my dick all night
But she be thinkin she all tough
Who she foolin, ain't no way
She be gettin all of my love
You're my shawty shawty
You a hottie hottie
Getting thousand plays
With my boy blocky blocky
Got random on the track
And you know he go crazy
Fuckin wit this bitch
Yeah I know that she go hazy
Suckin' on some tits
Got some bands up on my wrist
And I know I like yo bitch
And I'm working till' it's six
And I'm loving my time
I'm sittin' thinking of rhymes
And you can call me your guy
Bitch, I'll come back anytime
I'm seeking, and peeking
And without the peeking, I'm reeking
And I'm getting chicks
And I'm singing, and I love your bitch
When I'm ringing
Keep on callin yo phone
We will call up every night
Always here. you gotta roam
Keep on comin' by, I don't bite
Asking bitches why, why
Always gotta lie, lie
Come with all the rhymes
I ain't pickin' the pippin' guy, guy
Time, from time
They always like to make me wanna try like
Crankin and crankin
Bitches telling me I'm right, right
No more excuses
I gotta bitch who keeps choosing
I'm outta rhymes, I keep losin'
They gonna leave and be cruisin'
I'm on the list, slap my wrist
And I'm sick of this shit
Gotta bitch, suck my dick
I keep living this shit, aye
Boutta fuckin blast of
We ain't team rocket, we ain't gone fall off
You mad lame, get cut off
This shit fire like a god damn molotov
You be chokin
Dawg this ain't no fuckin play off
I'm boutta hit em wit da 1 2
Make him speechless
Gave him ptsd
Now he fuckin sleepless
Rob his dumbass
Now he mufuckin keyless
This bitch a pussy
Thats his mufuckin weakness
His bitch gave me dumb brain
Now I got the gucci on me no mane
And I got the louis on my fit
Wit da frames
Hit em real quick
Now he got chest pain
Beat his ass up
Like my name be mufckin bane
Hol on
Make him tired now he got insomnia
Pull up and gun yo ass down
Like the mafia
We got dem elemental sticks like logia
His crew be breakin up
Like mufuckin pangea
Hol on
Make him tired now he got insomnia
Pull up and gun yo ass down
Like the mafia
We got dem elemental sticks like logia
His crew be breakin up
Like mufuckin pangea

She actin' like a bitch
But you know she likes it rough
I really want some love right now
But I cannot get enough
She be on my dick all night
But she be thinkin she all tough
Who she foolin, ain't no way
She be gettin all of my love
You're my shawty shawty
You a hottie hottie
Getting thousand plays
With my boy blocky blocky
Got random on the track
And you know he go crazy
Fuckin wit this bitch
Yeah I know that she go hazy
Suckin' on some tits
Got some bands up on my wrist
And I know I like yo bitch
And I'm working till' it's six
And I'm loving my time
I'm sittin' thinking of rhymes
And you can call me your guy
Bitch, I'll come back anytime
I'm seeking, and peeking
And without the peeking, I'm reeking
And I'm getting chicks
And I'm singing, and I love your bitch
When I'm ringing
Keep on callin yo phone
We will call up every night
Always here. you gotta roam
Keep on comin' by, I don't bite
Asking bitches why, why
Always gotta lie, lie
Come with all the rhymes
I ain't pickin' the pippin' guy, guy
Time, from time
They always like to make me wanna try like
Crankin and crankin
Bitches telling me I'm right, right
No more excuses
I gotta bitch who keeps choosing
I'm outta rhymes, I keep losin'
They gonna leave and be cruisin'
I'm on the list, slap my wrist
And I'm sick of this shit
Gotta bitch, suck my dick
I keep living this shit, aye
Boutta fuckin blast of
We ain't team rocket, we ain't gone fall off
You mad lame, get cut off
This shit fire like a god damn molotov
You be chokin
Dawg this ain't no fuckin play off
I'm boutta hit em wit da 1 2
Make him speechless
Gave him ptsd
Now he fuckin sleepless
Rob his dumbass
Now he mufuckin keyless
This bitch a pussy
Thats his mufuckin weakness
His bitch gave me dumb brain
Now I got the gucci on me no mane
And I got the louis on my fit
Wit da frames
Hit em real quick
Now he got chest pain
Beat his ass up
Like my name be mufckin bane
Hol on
Make him tired now he got insomnia
Pull up and gun yo ass down
Like the mafia
We got dem elemental sticks like logia
His crew be breakin up
Like mufuckin pangea
Hol on
Make him tired now he got insomnia
Pull up and gun yo ass down
Like the mafia
We got dem elemental sticks like logia
His crew be breakin up
Like mufuckin pangea