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Lawsy - Giddy Up lyrics

Artist: Lawsy

album: Giddy Up


Aye, Lossados made this!
Uh, Lawsy, pick up!
She gon' ride on the dick, tell her giddy up
Lay her down, lil' bitch then I titty fuck
Have dat hoe tell him pull up and we set it up
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' nun
Lil stupid ass bitch think you finna front
Big chop extended clip on this gun
Big glock up that shit and he run
I'm with yo bitch and you ain't seen her in a month
I fuck and I dip, John Cena on a hoe
She ain't seen me said she praying for more that shit
High as fuck in THC is too potent
I'm high as hell, baby I cannot roll up
I told her to leave, but she said she don't want to
I need a grown hoe bitch, so not you
My bitch need her own crib, and a job too
Speak of my name, I'll have em pull up and rob you
In the trap, baby look what my wrist do
Baby, let's fuck not fight, I won't hit you
Cruisin' down the block, clutching on my pistol
Take her to the spot, show her how them bricks move
She gon' ride on the dick, tell her giddy up
Lay her down, lil' bitch then I titty fuck
Have dat hoe tell him pull up and we set it up
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' nun
Lil stupid ass bitch think you finna front
Big chop extended clip on this gun
Big glock up that shit and he run
I'm with yo bitch and you ain't seen her in a month
Light up another J, let's get into it
I love the way yo ass be movin'
In the studio, this freaky ass bitch want me to screw her
Dem Percs straight fent, bitch who the fuck you foolin'
Roll up on the block with a stick, get to shootin
Call my shooter a tweaker, cause he always shootin
Got a grown bitch tryna fuck me in a jacuzzi
Fuck TSA if I got gas, Imma move it
These bitches love Lawsy, sorry they can't help it
If she grown, then I'm fucking, I can't help it
I be fucking too hard, this bitch pulled up with some helmets
I ain't buy her a purse, this bitch said that I'm selfish
Got a milf white bitch dat call gas devils lettuce
It's 3am to the hotel where I'm headed
They said chill out with them guns you gon be a felon
But I still got sticks, flip them, then I sell'em
She gon' ride on the dick, tell her giddy up
Lay her down, lil' bitch then I titty fuck
Have dat hoe tell him pull up and we set it up
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' nun
Lil stupid ass bitch think you finna front
Big chop extended clip on this gun
Big glock up that shit and he run
I'm with yo bitch and you ain't seen her in a month
She gon' ride on the dick, tell her giddy up
Lay her down, lil' bitch then I titty fuck
Have dat hoe tell him pull up and we set it up
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' nun
Lil stupid ass bitch think you finna front
Big chop extended clip on this gun
Big glock up that shit and he run
I'm with yo bitch and you ain't seen her in a month

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