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T.i.

Genres: Hip-Hop

Lil Bit (remix) Lyrics - T.i.

(Hook) 

I get fucked up, drink a lil bit, smoke a lil bit, pop a lil bit 

I get fucked up, drink a lil bit, smoke a lil bit, pop a lil bit 

I get fucked up, we ain't doin' much, tryna have a good time 

Have four bad bitches, man, the pleasure's all mine 

Girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine 

Girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine 

Let go, let go, let go, let go (haha, whachya doin'?) 

 

(Verse: T.I.) 

Freaks and pimp like Newport, true 

Threes, fours, fives, I do not love misses 

The hoe so high, actin' like she stupid 

I tell 'er like this, 'keep bossin', get to it' 

I told 'em all in the hallway, listen 

'Pop sum' of this and you all gon' get it' 

I ain't fuck with a bitch that ain't my type 

Let that hooka take a chance, lit your flashlight 

Find me, eh, in that itty bitty dab feisty friend 

Drinkin' on Henn' outta big cups 

Eye rollin' like on food, see you kick it in 

Newer then(?!) I'mma tear that ass up 

Bend 'em ova on the balcony, eye wide open, lookin' back at me 

It's 6:37, errbody out turnt 

See the group of bitches with me, best believe they all learned 

 

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(Hook) 

(Verse 2: Chris Brown) 

Two bad bitches and they fuckin' on a nigga 

Feelin' on the booty, dick harder than a missile 

Ass in a circle, lemme feel it just a lil 

Got me pulling on my back cuz that shit holdin' up the pistol 

She like to drink that tequila, Hennessy for all my niggas 

You can't take none of my bitches 

You're fucked when you gon' need my killas 

Iced out, Rollie bright when the light hit it 

No Janet Jackson, don't fuck with no penis 

Bloody on t-shirt, 'em bloods rollin' with me 

If you bust at me first, I shoot up the city 

Hunnids on top of hunnids on them titties 

Nigga, you ain't neva seen no money like this 

Codeine I pour it up, carvin' em pills got me throwin' up 

(Hook) 

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