DanielLee303 - Sittin' Back (feat. Red) Lyrics

Daniel Lee I'm the motherf*cking franchise
Kill a beat hit some weed, Then I back slide
That's yo lady at my show, nigga don't cry
You always acting like a punk, when I pass by
Rope chain round my neck
Self made writer & producer, double threat
Yo baby momma calling me back, she want sex
I'm bout to bring her back to crib, & break beds
I'm bout to break legs, the way I got em' shaking that ass
I got bitches in the living room, ready to dance
All my homies got a bottle & case trying to slam
I'm on the stage or the party, yeah you know where I'm at
Aye

I'll smack ya implant, out ya bitch ass cheek
With a fast sweep, booty sweat stains in my Cadillac's back seat
Booty sweat stains in my Cadillac's back seat
Booty, booty sweat stains in my Cadillac's back seat
Cadillac's back seat
Homie you ain't really bout shit ( Bout shit ) ugh ugh
Homie, homie you ain't really bout shit ( Bout shit ) ugh ugh yea

Homie you ain't really bout shit
I pull up with a brand new banger, that's a hit
I pull up with a brand new banger on my hip
Incase a nigga start to slip, that's ya soul in my grip
She got my dick stiff, the ass look so soft
I love a thick bitch, with game it wont cost
If she move it right, this cash I might toss yeah
They gon' dance all night, ass waging like dogs
This that dope Dr. Dre shit ( Yeah )
Body slam ya whole career, on the pavement
Step to me, now you GTA wasted
Daniel Lee, I'm ya main bitches favorite

I'll smack ya implant, out ya bitch ass cheek
With a fast sweep, booty sweat stains in my Cadillac's back seat
Booty sweat stains in my Cadillac's back seat
Booty, booty sweat stains in my Cadillac's back seat
Cadillac's back seat
Homie you ain't really bout shit ( Bout shit ) ugh ugh
Homie, homie you ain't really bout shit ( Bout shit ) ugh ugh yea