Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Every time I toss it, it's a score
Every time I call her, she gon' come, she a whore
I'm tryna light the Za's, pass the torch
Nigga, I ain't goin', I ain't goin' back and forth
Niggas dick suckin', where your pom poms?
Mr. two sports, call me prime time
Guccis unlaced, I got mob ties
If he move, blow the whistle, niggas offsides
Key to life, keep a bag
Keep it goin', keep a weapon
Pat him down for wires, niggas ask too many questions
I get sloppy top on spot, bitches messy
Road to the riches, we ain't askin' for directions, nigga
Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
F*ck it up, I'ma get it back though
Shit serious, I can't say too much on this app though
I got rich niggas with me, they don't rap though
We be comin' through, boy, move, don't get stepped on
You inherit beef, better pick your crowd right
I'll buy every last one, it sound right (every last one)
I went three for three, f*ckin' 'til the morning
Damn, I had a wild night
Chains on my dresser, customs whip presser
Not the basic shit, I rock chrome heart leather
Gallery department, appointment at eleven
Point me to the money, I'm finna go and catch it, nigga
Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Babyface Ray - Catch It Lyrics
Babyface Ray - Catch It Lyrics
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Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Every time I toss it, it's a score
Every time I call her, she gon' come, she a whore
I'm tryna light the Za's, pass the torch
Nigga, I ain't goin', I ain't goin' back and forth
Niggas dick suckin', where your pom poms?
Mr. two sports, call me prime time
Guccis unlaced, I got mob ties
If he move, blow the whistle, niggas offsides
Key to life, keep a bag
Keep it goin', keep a weapon
Pat him down for wires, niggas ask too many questions
I get sloppy top on spot, bitches messy
Road to the riches, we ain't askin' for directions, nigga
Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
F*ck it up, I'ma get it back though
Shit serious, I can't say too much on this app though
I got rich niggas with me, they don't rap though
We be comin' through, boy, move, don't get stepped on
You inherit beef, better pick your crowd right
I'll buy every last one, it sound right (every last one)
I went three for three, f*ckin' 'til the morning
Damn, I had a wild night
Chains on my dresser, customs whip presser
Not the basic shit, I rock chrome heart leather
Gallery department, appointment at eleven
Point me to the money, I'm finna go and catch it, nigga
Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Every time I toss it, it's a score
Every time I call her, she gon' come, she a whore
I'm tryna light the Za's, pass the torch
Nigga, I ain't goin', I ain't goin' back and forth
Niggas dick suckin', where your pom poms?
Mr. two sports, call me prime time
Guccis unlaced, I got mob ties
If he move, blow the whistle, niggas offsides
Key to life, keep a bag
Keep it goin', keep a weapon
Pat him down for wires, niggas ask too many questions
I get sloppy top on spot, bitches messy
Road to the riches, we ain't askin' for directions, nigga
Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
F*ck it up, I'ma get it back though
Shit serious, I can't say too much on this app though
I got rich niggas with me, they don't rap though
We be comin' through, boy, move, don't get stepped on
You inherit beef, better pick your crowd right
I'll buy every last one, it sound right (every last one)
I went three for three, f*ckin' 'til the morning
Damn, I had a wild night
Chains on my dresser, customs whip presser
Not the basic shit, I rock chrome heart leather
Gallery department, appointment at eleven
Point me to the money, I'm finna go and catch it, nigga
Posted in the hood, ain't no need to post it
Woke up to some head, baby had mimosas
Shit be up and down, life a rollercoaster
Way she buss it down, you gon' make me throw it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah, yeah)
Catch it, fetch it, baby, oh, you don't want it (yeah)
Writer: Marcellus Register
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC