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Come Get It (feat. Kush4l & Ziploc Molly) Video (MV)






BetSheWillz - Come Get It (feat. Kush4l & Ziploc Molly) Lyrics
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I been f*cking these bitches can't take em on dates
I'm sparking solo ain't passing my jay
I'm bussing swerves baby come round the way
I pop perc then I head to the top
I beat her box then I beat down the block
We got the gas and the lean, come shop
F*cking your bitch with my bro then we swap
I got the dope in my bag, come get it
Tinted my windows she can't see who in it
Im a reup won't be back in a minute
Hoes in my whip pimp that shit like Xzibit
We balling out give a f*ck bout a scrimmage
I don't f*ck with these niggas I think I'm a lynch em
My niggas kicking the door off the hinges
If the feds blitz the trap then we hopping the fences
Four-five on my side boy I ain't scared to die
Just copped a bird and it come out the sky
I popped a perc now I'm feeling the vibe
Said he working with P's I know that is a lie
Said he got it from me, I know that is a lie
I could fix you plate I won't serve you no fries
I could a tax on the shake cause you say you get high
Don't try play the gang cause you know you can die
Go!
Hop out the car its a foreign
Kick that lil bitch cause that bitch she was boring
Shawty a freak she gave head while I'm snoring
I cop a pint of that lean and I'm scoring
Tired of that wock man I need me some activis
F*ck with the plug he be sending me packages
You not bout to shoot pussy boy why you flashing it
Im a just f*ck on your bitch and I'm passing it
Pull on your block, beat it down with a cig
762 going straight through your wig
Pussy boy tryna run up, get hit
My pockets on sumo I swear they so big
Big ARP fold him up like a binder
I'm in the trap like I'm smoking designer
I pay for her ass and her tits black china
I got that sack like play 49ers
I been f*cking these bitches can't take em on dates
I'm sparking solo ain't passing my jay
I'm bussing swerves baby come round the way
I pop perc then I head to the top
I beat her box then I beat down the block
We got the gas and the lean, come shop
F*cking your bitch with my bro then we swap
I got the dope in my bag come get it
Tinted my windows she can't see who in it
Im a reup wont be back in a minute
Hoes in my whip pimp that shit like Xzibit
We balling out give a f*ck bout a scrimmage
I don't f*ck with these niggas I think I'm a lynch em'
My niggas kicking the door off the hinges
If the feds blitz the trap then we hopping the fences
Woooo
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I been f*cking these bitches can't take em on dates
I'm sparking solo ain't passing my jay
I'm bussing swerves baby come round the way
I pop perc then I head to the top
I beat her box then I beat down the block
We got the gas and the lean, come shop
F*cking your bitch with my bro then we swap
I got the dope in my bag, come get it
Tinted my windows she can't see who in it
Im a reup won't be back in a minute
Hoes in my whip pimp that shit like Xzibit
We balling out give a f*ck bout a scrimmage
I don't f*ck with these niggas I think I'm a lynch em
My niggas kicking the door off the hinges
If the feds blitz the trap then we hopping the fences
Four-five on my side boy I ain't scared to die
Just copped a bird and it come out the sky
I popped a perc now I'm feeling the vibe
Said he working with P's I know that is a lie
Said he got it from me, I know that is a lie
I could fix you plate I won't serve you no fries
I could a tax on the shake cause you say you get high
Don't try play the gang cause you know you can die
Go!
Hop out the car its a foreign
Kick that lil bitch cause that bitch she was boring
Shawty a freak she gave head while I'm snoring
I cop a pint of that lean and I'm scoring
Tired of that wock man I need me some activis
F*ck with the plug he be sending me packages
You not bout to shoot pussy boy why you flashing it
Im a just f*ck on your bitch and I'm passing it
Pull on your block, beat it down with a cig
762 going straight through your wig
Pussy boy tryna run up, get hit
My pockets on sumo I swear they so big
Big ARP fold him up like a binder
I'm in the trap like I'm smoking designer
I pay for her ass and her tits black china
I got that sack like play 49ers
I been f*cking these bitches can't take em on dates
I'm sparking solo ain't passing my jay
I'm bussing swerves baby come round the way
I pop perc then I head to the top
I beat her box then I beat down the block
We got the gas and the lean, come shop
F*cking your bitch with my bro then we swap
I got the dope in my bag come get it
Tinted my windows she can't see who in it
Im a reup wont be back in a minute
Hoes in my whip pimp that shit like Xzibit
We balling out give a f*ck bout a scrimmage
I don't f*ck with these niggas I think I'm a lynch em'
My niggas kicking the door off the hinges
If the feds blitz the trap then we hopping the fences
Woooo
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Writer: BetSheWillz, Willie Taylor
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