Sosa Da Don - Fine Shyt Lyrics

Only you could do it like that, Sosa Hold on, hold on
Bitch, bitch, Bitch, I can't, bitch, I can't, bitch, I can't
F*ck wit lil' fine shyt, Like, you gotta stop it
And she Wanna get married, cus, she see I'm poppin

Poppin, poppin' Bitch, I'm poppin
Had to cut her off, she homie hoppin' hopscotching, she get the moppin
Shit, I think she went through my wallet Fine shyt, said she wanna go get high
Like, can I hit your muha? Talkin' that shit, send you right to the sky

Like, move, wock, you gon see Tupac, uh-huh Tupac, uh-huh, Tupac
I bet they know I got that shit on lock Can't stop, won't stop
Slide to the telly, she said she got wap She off the don and she keep gettin' hectic
Like, like, damn, she want a friendship I cannot kick it I know it get messy

But I call her up, cause she a wetty spin through the block, they hit him in a Chevy
Gettin' lit, now she poppin' titty Coughin' on za, they put him in a spliffy
She off the don and she keep gettin' neaky Like, get neaky
Two shots and she gon' get freaky Three shots and she gon' stay with me

Four shots and she up that blicky What the f*ck? You buggin
That za, I'm bussin' Four shots, she cuffin
Five shots, that's nothin' F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
She off the don F*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up

Shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit, shake that shit
Attention all bad bitches Can you please lead the way
Repasado in her cup and she don't know what to say
And She off the don don And she tryna come and play

And She off the don don and she tryna come and stay
She off the don
Bitch, I can't Bitch, I can't
Bitch, I can't f*ck wit lil' fine shyt Like, you gotta stop it

And she wanna get married cause she see I'm poppin
Bitch, I'm poppin' Had to cut her off, she homie hoppin
Had to cut her off, she homie me hoppin
Had to cut her off, she homie me hoppin

Had to cut her off, she homie hoppin
Had to cut her off, she homie hoppin