LB Denim - Tax SZN Lyrics

Walk in that bitch with a muthaf*ckin' limp
Yeah
Yeah, yeah we gon' walk in that bitch with a muthaf*ckin' limp
Move to the right, she be shakin' them hips

Hit her one time, then you know I'ma dip
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk in that bitch with a muthaf*ckin' limp
Move to the right, she be shakin' them hips

Say, baby, let's float on the island
Say, the attitude bougie, don't mind it
She like runnin' when I get behind it
She a slut, but a pussy, low mileage

Hate it when shorty be buggin
She a dime, but a mind set is childish
And your bitch safe with me, so don't doubt it
Crop a out of, the image, they doubt it, uh

Every day is sex season
Flippin' my front and my back ends
This baddie want another session
She love when I'm beatin' her back in

I was real broke way back then
Now I'm puttin' stacks under the mattress
And bitch, I'm a star in the makin
But I'm movin' way smarter than Patrick, uh

I can't spare me a bitch who can't manage
But might give her a chance if she manish
Paid for nails and her hair, them lashes
Heart in fours, daddy did me some damage

Comin' with five when we walkin', this bitch
We the dream team like Olympics and shit
Like Kota said, I be talkin' my shit
But matter of fact, we gon' step on a

Yeah, yeah
Walk in that bitch with a muthaf*ckin' limp
She move to the right, she be shakin' them hips
I hit a one time and you know I'm a dip

Yeah, yeah
Za za exotic, get puttin' a blunt
Niggas be cappin', be puttin' on fronts
I'm sippin' on Stella it's all in my cup

Niggas be flakin', yeah
All thay internet whoffin', you fakin
She said she was takin', yeah
But she still wanna taste of leadbaby

But she was mistaken, yeah
Takin' pussy, not worth the vacation
Got niggas out front on that porch
I got niggas out back and they stakin', uh

Every day is tax season
Flippin' my front and my back ends
This baddie want another session
She love when I'm beatin' her back end

I was real broke way back then
Now I'm puttin' stacks under the mattress
And bitch, I'm a star in the makin
But I'm movin' way smarter than Patrick, uh

I can't spare me a bitch who can't manage
But might give her a chance if she manish
Pay for nails and them nails and them lashes
Heart in fours daddy did me some damage

Comin' with five when we walk in this bitch
We the dream team like Olympics and shit
Like Kota said, I be talkin' my shit
But matter of fact, we gon' step on a

Every day is tax season
Flippin' my front and my back ends
This baddie want another session
She love when I'm beatin' her back end

I was real broke way back then
Now I'm puttin' stacks under the mattress
And bitch, I'm a star in the makin
But I'm movin' way smarter than Patrick, uh