GETS U OFFsexyyranoutstupidmix – hiltuns Lyrics
Female Gucci Mane, big-ass diamond chain (Burr)
Real hood bitch, the North what I claim (You know it)
Yo' jewelry hella dingy, for sure my diamonds bling (Blingy)
Niggas be all on my bumper, damn, hold up, gang
These niggas like the way I talk, said they like my slang
All in my DM and he tryna give me brain
I ain't gotta tell you, you already know my name (It's Sexyy)
Bitches tryna be my friend, but I don't wanna hang
I'm hella conceited, bitch, I'm sexy as shit
I see you steady lookin', baby, go'n take a pic (Wassup)
My belly on flat and I got some nice tits (Ooh)
Walkin' past the mirror, I'm like, "Damn, I'm gettin' thick"
5'5", slim-thick with some juicy lips (Mwah)
I like hood niggas, fuck with Bloods and the Crips
Frеsh pedicure, went and got somе white tips (Yeah)
Long exotic weave that come down to my hip
Life's still lifin' (Yeah), hoes still mad (Why?)
I'd rock consignment before I go out sad (Facts)
Uploadin' Kelly's, ho, where your box at? (What up, box ho?)
Say you fuck with Pluto, ho, where your watch at? (Ha)
Last time I checked, I'm the baddest bitch out
Wait, let me check again, still the baddest bitch out (Facts)
Fake ass hoes, JT still the realest (Yeah)
Big ass veneers, ho, go on about your business (Hold on, now)
This ass sit up better than a fitness coach
How the BBL fit? 'Cause it's custom, ho
New Chanel on my lap, it don't touch the floor (Nah)
Black truck pull up, I don't touch the door
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out (Shake that ass, ho)
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out (Get that cash, ho)
How the fuck we beefin', you was fanned out? (Make 'em mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out (Stay on they ass, ho)
Had to stay down, bitches ran out (Shake that ass, ho)
My card ain't work, so I ran out (Get that cash, ho)
The time for these niggas done ran out (Make 'em mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out
Glock came designed like Angela Simmons
Me and my bitches tight like Lululemon (Squad)
Match diamonds in my Audemar
Marry niggas for they green card
Print my name on that Green Dot
If you fuck with me, nigga, that's a flex though (Yeah)
I got a trophy on my dresser say "Best Ho"
Conceited bitch, I ain't worryin' 'bout the next ho
I'm that bitch 'cause I motherfuckin' said so
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out (Shake that ass, ho)
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out (Get that cash, ho)
How the fuck we beefin', you was fanned out? (Make em' mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out (Stay on they ass, ho)
Had to stay down, bitches ran out (Shake that ass, ho)
My card ain't work, so I ran out (Get that cash, ho)
The time for these niggas done ran out (Make 'em mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin money, I ain't running out
(I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin money, I ain't running out I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin' money, I'm still gettin money, I ain't running out)
