Lyrics to 4 Lit
Should be two lit, should be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain't trippin' cause we all here
Ya yo that-that-that's the shit I like
I ain't got no type I can't decide
Girl like girl like girl they can't deny
Gettin' pussy with a side of wine
No it ain't no telling what we might do
When she in a penthouse with a tight view
Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
Oh yeah that's my girl and that's our wife too
Lit, she be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' cause we all here
Shit
You know we all hit it
How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
Ya'll might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
Pick the shuffles up and did a over-tall bitch
Hey put that phone down and mind your fucking business girl
Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
But I'm just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
One thing I can't stand is a petty hoe
Can't keep your business to yourself, don't go to telling folks
About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
Don't wanna see her with a telescope, tell 'em go
Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' cause we all here
Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla gettin' money now
Uh, I'mma pass her like Cam, yeah
I'mma pass her like Peyton
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib
Put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Yeah, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain't heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city
Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit, yeah
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain't trippin' cause we all here (Ooohhh)
Yeah yeaah, Dolla $ign
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain't trippin' cause we all here
Ya yo that-that-that's the shit I like
I ain't got no type I can't decide
Girl like girl like girl they can't deny
Gettin' pussy with a side of wine
No it ain't no telling what we might do
When she in a penthouse with a tight view
Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
Oh yeah that's my girl and that's our wife too
Lit, she be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' cause we all here
Shit
You know we all hit it
How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
Ya'll might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
Pick the shuffles up and did a over-tall bitch
Hey put that phone down and mind your fucking business girl
Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
But I'm just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
One thing I can't stand is a petty hoe
Can't keep your business to yourself, don't go to telling folks
About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
Don't wanna see her with a telescope, tell 'em go
Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' cause we all here
Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla gettin' money now
Uh, I'mma pass her like Cam, yeah
I'mma pass her like Peyton
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib
Put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Yeah, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain't heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city
Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' cause we all hit, yeah
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain't trippin' cause we all here (Ooohhh)
Yeah yeaah, Dolla $ign
Songwriters: Bobby Ray Simmons, Clifford J. Harris, Lamont Juarez Porter, Samuel Gloade, Tyrone William Griffin
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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