T. Mills - Lightweight lyrics

rate me

Go

Can't nobody pimp me

Neighbors home, I'm fuckin while they listenin

Black girls or siblings

I got a thing for sisters, you with me?

Yeah, I'm high as a bitch

Pull the sheets off the bed

She ghost ride the dick

And I really gotta ask,

Is there flash on the camera?

'Cause your face from California

But your ass from Atlanta, oh

First time, she was gaspin forever

Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever

Put it on your tongue, taste that

And lemme get it from the back, take that

And you ain't gotta be shy

When the video leak

You know the critics gon' rate that

Yeah do that shit

Said ya man hold it down, better move that shit

Go

Seven grams in a blunt

It's lightweight

Every day I double cup

It's lightweight

Your girl wanna fuck

It's lightweight

When you see me in the club, you might hate

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

I'm having sex in the city, Carrie Bradshaw

Motherfucker, I see the same pussy your dad saw

Yeah, I'm official like a gun and a badge drawn

And gettin paid while I fuck em with my vans on

She ain't a bitch like a ...

But she a pro, she don't even need instruction

Light another one before the blunt ends

I want you, you want her, and your drunk friend

I wake up with no pants on

Ménage à trois in Paris

Yeah, I had to get my France on

And then I let her get her dance on

She let me bust on her face when her man gone

And she love to do gymnastics

So I tell her to come over and we practice

Yeah I do that shit

Said ya man hold it down, better move that shit

Go

Seven grams in a blunt

It's lightweight

Every day I double cup

It's lightweight

Your girl wanna fuck

It's lightweight

When you see me in the club, you might hate

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl

Where the money at?

Hit the lotto, girl

Where the money at?

Hit the lotto, girl

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl

She a motherfuckin' ligthweight

It's all motherfuckin' lightweight

Seven grams in a blunt

It's lightweight

Every day I double cup

It's lightweight

Your girl wanna fuck

It's lightweight

When you see me in the club, you might hate

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight

It's lightweight, lightweight.