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Tampa Video (MV)




Performed By: Cico P
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Christopher Simms Jr., Brandon Rackley




Cico P - Tampa Lyrics




Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm a phantom
Ayy
(TrenchWerk)

Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm on hydrocodeine, I'ma float like a phantom
Baby need some protein, work her out like a dancer
I got all the hoes and the snow just like Santa
And we keep the sticks and the smoke, who want cancer?
Knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer
Goddamn, baby, you got cakes like a Pamper
All about a buck, baby, bae, just like Tampa

Mane, that boy lil' boogie, dawg ass, got no manners
Yeah, you got some ass, but I can't f*ck 'cause I got standards
Don't watch me, better watch TV, yo' bitch might change the channel
Shе was finna tell you she in love wit' mе, but I don't think you can handle
All black the coupe from the Chevy to the Phantom
Pop up wit my ru, that's Lil Heck, he from Atlanta
I might drop a deuce of purple stuff up in my Fanta
I can't leave the crib unless I know I got the blammer
Hit her wit' that hammer, if I don't she throw a tantrum
Go on, bend it over, make it clap, this yo' anthem
Run up on me, you gon' levitate like a phantom
Keep knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer

Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm on hydrocodeine, I'ma float like a phantom
Baby need some protein, work her out like a dancer
I got all the hoes and the snow just like Santa
And we keep the sticks and the smoke, who want cancer?
Knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer
Goddamn, baby, you got cakes like a Pamper
All about a buck, baby, bae, just like Tampa


That boy bad news, he a menace to society
Everybody a rider, but I ain't had nobody ride for me
Everybody looking out, but ain't nobody had a eye for me
Shit ain't even that deep and you still chose to lie to me
Damn, you must think a nigga brazy
Lil' bitch, what's your motive? I hope you ain't tryna play me
Walk it like I talk it, I keep ten on the pavement
Smoke got me coughing, off the cup, I'm steady dazin'
Been hot for a minute, I been motherf*ckin' blazin'
Mind been on the Benjis, steady motherf*ckin' chasin'
I can sense that sucka shit just off the conversation
He doin' all that wolfin', guess he tryna be a patient

Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm on hydrocodeine, I'ma float like a phantom
Baby need some protein, work her out like a dancer
I got all the hoes and the snow just like Santa
And we keep the sticks and the smoke, who want cancer?
Knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer
Goddamn, baby, you got cakes like a Pamper
All about a buck, baby, bae, just like Tampa
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Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm a phantom
Ayy
(TrenchWerk)

Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm on hydrocodeine, I'ma float like a phantom
Baby need some protein, work her out like a dancer
I got all the hoes and the snow just like Santa
And we keep the sticks and the smoke, who want cancer?
Knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer
Goddamn, baby, you got cakes like a Pamper
All about a buck, baby, bae, just like Tampa

Mane, that boy lil' boogie, dawg ass, got no manners
Yeah, you got some ass, but I can't f*ck 'cause I got standards
Don't watch me, better watch TV, yo' bitch might change the channel
Shе was finna tell you she in love wit' mе, but I don't think you can handle
All black the coupe from the Chevy to the Phantom
Pop up wit my ru, that's Lil Heck, he from Atlanta
I might drop a deuce of purple stuff up in my Fanta
I can't leave the crib unless I know I got the blammer
Hit her wit' that hammer, if I don't she throw a tantrum
Go on, bend it over, make it clap, this yo' anthem
Run up on me, you gon' levitate like a phantom
Keep knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer

Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm on hydrocodeine, I'ma float like a phantom
Baby need some protein, work her out like a dancer
I got all the hoes and the snow just like Santa
And we keep the sticks and the smoke, who want cancer?
Knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer
Goddamn, baby, you got cakes like a Pamper
All about a buck, baby, bae, just like Tampa


That boy bad news, he a menace to society
Everybody a rider, but I ain't had nobody ride for me
Everybody looking out, but ain't nobody had a eye for me
Shit ain't even that deep and you still chose to lie to me
Damn, you must think a nigga brazy
Lil' bitch, what's your motive? I hope you ain't tryna play me
Walk it like I talk it, I keep ten on the pavement
Smoke got me coughing, off the cup, I'm steady dazin'
Been hot for a minute, I been motherf*ckin' blazin'
Mind been on the Benjis, steady motherf*ckin' chasin'
I can sense that sucka shit just off the conversation
He doin' all that wolfin', guess he tryna be a patient

Goddamn, lil' bitch on that coke like Montana
I'm on hydrocodeine, I'ma float like a phantom
Baby need some protein, work her out like a dancer
I got all the hoes and the snow just like Santa
And we keep the sticks and the smoke, who want cancer?
Knockin' at that door, lil' nigga, you gon' get a answer
Goddamn, baby, you got cakes like a Pamper
All about a buck, baby, bae, just like Tampa
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Writer: Christopher Simms Jr., Brandon Rackley
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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