Shorty she could be my boo just make sure you follow the rules
No Louii she got Jimmy Choo no singles they coming in twos
I'm hoppin right out the coupe she wanna steal all my loot
Give her the wood no Groot she stupid gave her the boot
I'm really not in the mood don't play wit me I keep a tool
She suck on my dick and she drool got crispy hundreds all blue
She suckin and throwin it back she drunk I'm off the acc
Got bud its right near my sack
Walked in I need a rack she got me weak off the cat
I got the team on my back
Just bought some shoes at Saks I put my dick in her back
Prolly sold ya mom some crack
No question but I'm wit the clique
No adressin you know who I'm wit
Outing ya life like a wick
Whip it up no Bisquick
I put my dick on her lip I take ya bitch on a trip
A couple bands I flip
Money green like Kermit the frog I'm wit ya bitch she bent like a dog
I got a stick and its right in the draw keep talkin crazy I'm letting it roar
Flow icy deck the halls I could teach you how to ball
I be riding with the stars foreign whippin foreign cars
Comin in clutch forget the stall Saks fifth no shoppin at malls
Play wit ya life no voodoo or dolls comin in hot shootin for mars
I got the tidal but I'm not Jay z kidnap Rihanna she havin my baby
Goin insane and you cannot save me shoot the Glock I feel like I'm McGrady
That stupid broad wanna rape me she wanna have all my babies
Los gun on safety flowin smoove no gravy
No durag my drip on wavy call me Dash my bitch like Stacy
Off a nigga he try to play me checked to the ward they thought I was crazy
Kawhi in the finals knock ya man out he goin viral
Stack my money man I got like a pile spin ya block I do it like a spiral
On fire call me pyro getting fly no Spyro
Back flippin off the tight rope that's a wrap no vinyl niggas cap in denial
Cuttin em off they vile its a marathon no mile my aim as long as the Nile shootin shit as far as my mind goes
Get equipped my team in the files wit the shit as much as a fly knows got the chicken the beef at gyros get yo bitch she singin like high notes
Cam.J - Glow Sticks Lyrics
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Shorty she could be my boo just make sure you follow the rules
No Louii she got Jimmy Choo no singles they coming in twos
I'm hoppin right out the coupe she wanna steal all my loot
Give her the wood no Groot she stupid gave her the boot
I'm really not in the mood don't play wit me I keep a tool
She suck on my dick and she drool got crispy hundreds all blue
She suckin and throwin it back she drunk I'm off the acc
Got bud its right near my sack
Walked in I need a rack she got me weak off the cat
I got the team on my back
Just bought some shoes at Saks I put my dick in her back
Prolly sold ya mom some crack
No question but I'm wit the clique
No adressin you know who I'm wit
Outing ya life like a wick
Whip it up no Bisquick
I put my dick on her lip I take ya bitch on a trip
A couple bands I flip
Money green like Kermit the frog I'm wit ya bitch she bent like a dog
I got a stick and its right in the draw keep talkin crazy I'm letting it roar
Flow icy deck the halls I could teach you how to ball
I be riding with the stars foreign whippin foreign cars
Comin in clutch forget the stall Saks fifth no shoppin at malls
Play wit ya life no voodoo or dolls comin in hot shootin for mars
I got the tidal but I'm not Jay z kidnap Rihanna she havin my baby
Goin insane and you cannot save me shoot the Glock I feel like I'm McGrady
That stupid broad wanna rape me she wanna have all my babies
Los gun on safety flowin smoove no gravy
No durag my drip on wavy call me Dash my bitch like Stacy
Off a nigga he try to play me checked to the ward they thought I was crazy
Kawhi in the finals knock ya man out he goin viral
Stack my money man I got like a pile spin ya block I do it like a spiral
On fire call me pyro getting fly no Spyro
Back flippin off the tight rope that's a wrap no vinyl niggas cap in denial
Cuttin em off they vile its a marathon no mile my aim as long as the Nile shootin shit as far as my mind goes
Get equipped my team in the files wit the shit as much as a fly knows got the chicken the beef at gyros get yo bitch she singin like high notes
No Louii she got Jimmy Choo no singles they coming in twos
I'm hoppin right out the coupe she wanna steal all my loot
Give her the wood no Groot she stupid gave her the boot
I'm really not in the mood don't play wit me I keep a tool
She suck on my dick and she drool got crispy hundreds all blue
She suckin and throwin it back she drunk I'm off the acc
Got bud its right near my sack
Walked in I need a rack she got me weak off the cat
I got the team on my back
Just bought some shoes at Saks I put my dick in her back
Prolly sold ya mom some crack
No question but I'm wit the clique
No adressin you know who I'm wit
Outing ya life like a wick
Whip it up no Bisquick
I put my dick on her lip I take ya bitch on a trip
A couple bands I flip
Money green like Kermit the frog I'm wit ya bitch she bent like a dog
I got a stick and its right in the draw keep talkin crazy I'm letting it roar
Flow icy deck the halls I could teach you how to ball
I be riding with the stars foreign whippin foreign cars
Comin in clutch forget the stall Saks fifth no shoppin at malls
Play wit ya life no voodoo or dolls comin in hot shootin for mars
I got the tidal but I'm not Jay z kidnap Rihanna she havin my baby
Goin insane and you cannot save me shoot the Glock I feel like I'm McGrady
That stupid broad wanna rape me she wanna have all my babies
Los gun on safety flowin smoove no gravy
No durag my drip on wavy call me Dash my bitch like Stacy
Off a nigga he try to play me checked to the ward they thought I was crazy
Kawhi in the finals knock ya man out he goin viral
Stack my money man I got like a pile spin ya block I do it like a spiral
On fire call me pyro getting fly no Spyro
Back flippin off the tight rope that's a wrap no vinyl niggas cap in denial
Cuttin em off they vile its a marathon no mile my aim as long as the Nile shootin shit as far as my mind goes
Get equipped my team in the files wit the shit as much as a fly knows got the chicken the beef at gyros get yo bitch she singin like high notes
Writer: Carl Mclean Jr
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