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Weasel Sims - That's It Right There lyrics

Artist: Weasel Sims

album: QuaR.A.Ntine Randemic


Uh oh oh yea
Uh oh oh yeeaahh
Uh oh oh yessssir
That's it right there
Shorty making that ass move yea
Going nuts like cashews yea
Thats it right there
Shorty gotta big ass yea
Think I gotta big bag yea
But I just spent my last yea
That's it right there
I'm in this shit to win it
My blick gotta stick extended
Like my bitch lips
When she pouting
Stiff dick got her right back sitcy
Pounds so loud like it's shouting
Big racks since da elementary
I been trapping and rapping evidently
Enough faith to move a mountains
Enough weight to put up fifty
Not enough clout to stop the doubters
Still enough cake to cause some envy
I keep great shooters around us
My steppers a do you about us
I could sell a diabetic
Candy and four kidney
Cuz I'm mailing boku amounts in
Lil bitch gotta duke in that blouse
I'm not like them dudes browsing
Look at my watch lit
Bitch
Audemar rocks glist
Drip
Hand on my glock hip
Blick
Plus my part-netr got da stick
Bitch
He got heart and his finger itching
Full attention wit a mop stick
Bitch
Get yo man he on opp shit
Niggas capping a lot
Till they end up on fox
In a vest that don't stop shit
That's a contra
Diction
Mobsters
Blicks
Like contra
Wit sticks in it
Put that bitch on the block list.
Kicked her outta my cock pit
Once a bird get got on my last nerve
Run her off like a ostrich
That's it right there
Still goin crazy lil baby on top of shit Popping shit he bouta rocket ship take off
Still like my chips wit a Lotta dip still got da drip and da Watch wit da rocks in it
Just left da Bank and deposited dollars in rackin Up all da yin i could spin
Just left atl Bouta bail out to Cali n chill where Da rams n da dodgers is
Vvs's where My collar is bright like Christmas my Bitch got ass n thickness plus a big Bag n biness
I guess she bad and Boujee really tho shorty got class and Beauty
Baby girl wild snootie she Make it wop moody
I'm off a jigga I'm groovy I'm wit da killas dat keep A lil uzi dat or Dey tot da lil tecca
If Not that then this key glock a stretch Em cut me da check for i check ya u Knew better then you'd do better i Bet Cha
Da flow solid gold but he rap Like he still gotta scrape da whole Pot for da extras
Whoooooo thetas it right there whoooo that's it right there
Look at my watch lit
Bitch
Audemar rocks glist
Drip
Hand on my glock hip
Blick
Plus my part-netr got da stick
Bitch
He got heart and his finger itching
Full attention wit a mop stick
Bitch
Get yo man he on opp shit
Niggas capping a lot
Till they end up on fox
In a vest that don't stop shit
That's a contra
Diction
Mobsters
Blicks
Like contra
Wit sticks in it
Put that bitch on the block list.
Kicked her outta my cock pit
Once a bird get got on my last nerve
Run her off like a ostrich
That's it right there

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