Gutta Chick
(专辑: Tha Blackprint - 2012)
[Hook:] Shorty keep it hood Riding shotgun while I'm thugging And she say she ought to leave No tripping cause she know we just fucking That's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva She's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva [Verse 1:] I
told the
girl rewind it, she always like to ride it I
zip it up and hide it but she always come and find it My pimping pop a
playa, just politics and paper And I
position it for me Come on ladies let me see I'm a
dog, and bitch I
ball in the
rain And the
big kush gon shev it on some motherfucking things Show me that you love me, girl come and suck me If I
let you in my door you see to get Then you looking part bottom bitch I
gave a
damn, yes I
did Damn, how she swallow it Damn, how she polish it Damn, enter her pussy She right back on the
top of it Ain't no stopping it Every night she ride it while pussy gripping super tight When she can't get me on the
phone she want a
pussy fight Could it be? What we doing wrong girl if it is wrong? Face sinking in the
pillow gripping in hardcore [Hook:] Shorty keep it hood Riding shotgun while I'm thugging And she say she ought to leave No tripping cause she know we just fucking That's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva She's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva [Verse 2:] So I
turnt up with this hood bitch Late night on these backstreets Audition in the
take pipe, ass out on my backseat It ain't nothing like I'm sure for real Told her to sit it off then I
tell her to chill Got under the
spotlight when I
show her the
grill Might flick on that ass, got me running the
field Can't even quit the
paper, tell her I
need a
fix Pull in the
morning, got her ass doing tricks DJ Trae about to put it in the
mix Crack her ass open then throw in a
couple chicks You never know might even store a
couple flicks Let go, made over rapping a
couple bricks Real shit, what I'm on is so sick How to shape swag ass to fix C
thru dress, everything yours missing She know about to hit it when I
get in position Telling me go down, that's what she wishing But I
ain't eating shit less it come out the
kitchen You can call me Truth, help me yea I
go hall You put your ass out, bitch I
go whole But you a
time out for people to daze Got the
head boy beating like I
paid for the
course Your gang talk bright like a
couple of stores Like when I
speak for a
couple of bars Yea, truth or real, spaceship looking like it's fresh out more And you may not wanna miss it if it take off One hell of a
ride, all brakes off It should've been a
warning or something I
wish I
got a
nigga tryna fuck 'er face off [Verse 3:] When I
look at her I
can see she from the
hood Something in her eyes show red I
heard that she got that good And if you got a
bottle then the
fire's gonna spread It ain't never that she a
ho But she'd be fucking with a
real nigga when he come through Got it laid out for me with a
buddy on her side Just in case I
wanna fuck with her too After the
Nicki Minaj I
stick to massage You see it was a
trick in hoorah And if you feel sad cause she a
stone cold killa You ain't never really gotta call her pretty, she hot She hold them thangs and if it's drama and we really need the 2
She know how to control them thangs I
stay ever ready to bust Back in the
work I
smoke it good While she really wanna roll them back Appetite for destruction, it's purpling She good at home but don't try to play 'er cause of her elegance Never left in the
start developing Though she got some got head she still left the
damn president Put your ass in the
box, bad gutta chick Still I
got a
chick for the
chick that I
show you how to cut a
brick Run a
lick so succulent Stuck 'em for a
fit then stick 'em for a
shit [Hook:] Shorty keep it hood Riding shotgun while I'm thugging And she say she ought to leave No tripping cause she know we just fucking That's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva She's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva [Verse 4:] I
think I'm Hugh Hefner, I'm Charlie Sheen I
fuck these hoes then I
hardly see 'em She's 19, I'm older than her father was He in the
pin though so he don't bother us I'm her daddy now and she be getting down My little gangsta bitch, I
found her in the
town She got a
pretty face, kinda grimy name If I
tell 'er get it, she gon find them things And bring 'em to me, make her daddy proud You could fuck 'er if you cash her out But don't fall asleep next to my bitch Cause if you do, she gon take a
lot of shit I
ranged her well, I
taught 'er how to rob a
track Take a
balling nigga and hit a
lick She's a
gutta bitch, she's from the
hood But I
don't like square bitches so it's all good [Hook:] Shorty keep it hood Riding shotgun while I'm thugging And she say she ought to leave No tripping cause she know we just fucking That's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva She's my gutta chick Down to do what whateva, whateva [Outro:] (Yea that's right, yea that's right – we don't fuck with you square bitches) (I want a
gutter bitch, gangsta bitch, a
get money bitch) (Yea mane, you know what it is, Trae mane these niggas came here with these real bitches) (Short Dawg)