Lil' B - Fuck Me Remix Songtexte

Hey!
Mr. wipe down, ya heard me
Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix!
Bad ass, Savage life, Foxx-a-million
Man, you already know what it is; ya heard me
We still on, we still ridin' on chrome, we still pullin' up


I pull up at the club, VIP, gas tank on E
But all drinks on me (Wipe me down)
Fresh kicks, fresh white tall tee, fresh NFL hat
Fresh bauds wit' the crease (Wipe me down)
Pussy niggas wanna hit me wit' they heat
Real recognize, real, real niggaz gon' speak (Wipe me down)
Jiggalatin', I been rollin' 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (Wipe me down)
Black shades, so you know a nigga rollin'
They ain't check me at the door
So ain't no tellin' what I'm holdin' (Wipe me down)
Bad bitches - they gon' bust it wide open
Niggas flashin' they lil' bread
But I'm the nigga they approachin' (Wipe me down)
Small nigga, tall figures, y'all niggas crowd niggas
We gon' get mac elevens and dog niggas (Wipe me down)
Y'all niggas call niggas, but my niggas all killas
Get ya issue and whoever fall wit' ya


'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
'Cause I'm on (Wipe me down)
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes


B.O.O.S.I.E. B.A.D.A.Z.Z. - that's me (Wipe me down)
Red bones, caramels - all of 'em stop and stare
All of 'em try and steal my underwear (Wipe me down)
Like to floss like Rick Ross
Got a hit called set it off
When I sing it, everybody set it off (Wipe me down)
Black mink, I'm, yeah, I'm on play wit' me
I bust ya dome, eight whips on chrome; you can (Wipe me down)
Fresh fade, fresh J's on the corner
Playin' spades, I'm an ordinary person, but I'm paid (Wipe me down)
Foxx flippin', Webbie smokin', and we chokin' off a whole pound
Of purple famous like the Ninja Turtles (Wipe me down)
Just left New York City, hooked up wit' P. Diddy
Finna blow past fifty; you gon' have ta (Wipe me down)
We the best; I'm a fool, I'm the hemi man
Red light, green light, yellow light; get it, man?




Hot drop, drop top, top drop hos drop it like it's hot
Yeah, nigga, I'm the shit (Wipe me down)
You see this ice on my wrist, how it glist?
Soon the light hit you; can't lie, the ice sick (Wipe me down)
Purple got me smellin' funky, red monkey
Five hundred dollars on 'em; you ain't seen these yet (Wipe me down)
Beatin', you can hear me way around the corner
Paint wet wit' the twenty-fours on 'em; that's bet (Wipe me down)
Ol' lady's baby mama's few fiance nigga's wife
Savage life, who I'm gonna fuck next? (Wipe me down)
And I don't use the Lifestyle or the Magnum or the Trojan
I'll go 'head and use the barrel of the tech (Wipe me down)
Man, this chain hit me for a couple grand
Oh no, I ain't complainin'; just watch how you wipe my chest (Wipe me down)
A bad bitch wanted me to stay lil' longer
I put that dick up on her, but I had a flight to catch (Wipe me down)


Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes
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