Jim Jones

Jim Jones - Wit the Sh!t lyrics

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Feat. Trey Songz

(Intro)

She said she bout that life, is you wit the shit tho'?

I said, is you with the shit, tho'?

Aye, Trigga, I think she playn

(Verse)

I think I'm in love, she wit that shit

I got a brush or hit that shit

We're in the club, and I see a girl

And I think it's best you get that bitch (get her)

All the above, I'm with that shit (true)

I got a brick, she'll flip that shit!

If I was rich, and I go broke

She gonna make sure I get back rich

Who you think coming as payn the bill?

Ruckages up, she's a bag of Channel

Body a death and a booty to kill

Thuckin' wit her, I'm shootin' fo' real

Driver roll up your partition please

I got a bad bitch on her knees

Saying I'm a dog, I ain't got no fleas

Still pedal to the floor in the drop EV

(Hook)

She just my type, just my type, aha

Whole lot of girls around

This shit she like

She she that aaaah

Bottles and sparkles, on bottles she love this life

She love di life aaaah

Bad as fuck, real as it get?

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

(Is she wid it?)

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

(Is she wid it?)

(Verse)

Roll up my weed, is all what I need, shit roll up, roll up

Tell these bitch niggas to fall back, nigga just hold that, hold that!

You niggas out, you niggas out, you niggas throw back!

My bitches cold, these bitches broke, get 'em a coach back!

Who this, oh dwag? Wild. Shake yo ass, nigga, on top!

These bitches acting for liquor, she telling to open the Porsche

Bounce! Say, oh, girl! That my girl!

She bout it, bout it!

Pussy, she's dressed like a fountain

She come on that dick like a mountain

Why does she get so excited?

Why I'm excited, she lemme ride it!

Notice she having these something,

These niggas be frontin' and I am providing

I don't trust these niggas (no!)

I don't trust these bitches (no!)

Fuck these niggas, we fuck these bitches!

(Hook)

She just my type, just my type, aha

Whole lot of girls around

This shit she like

She she that aaaah

Bottles and sparkles, on bottles she love this life

She love di life aaaah

Bad as fuck, real as it get?

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

(Is she wid it?)

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

(Is she wid it?)

(Verse)

She's just my type, attitude just like, fuck that, fuck that!

Till I put her in her place, and I hit her from the back,

And I fuck that, fuck that! (Hannah)

She wanted to cum, started busting off as soon as I touched that

(See that?) So I told her, hold still

Let me hit her right there, cause you know I gotta bust back

Killing these bitches in line, I'm down!

Went cuffin' these bitches and tying them down

I'm fuckin' these bitches, I'm fuckin' these bitches

They're sucking the dick while I'm whylin' around

That's TMA, she wanna suck my dick what she replied

Struffy nigga, but he be flying

Ride around, a two seater rise

I'm a bitch's dream, if I was you I would sleep on me!

Just it live the otha night, spent 20K with the heat on me! (facts)

I'm about my check, there's no scam

The shit don't bounce like a ball of sand

Bitch wanna cuddle, betta call yo man!

(Hook)

She just my type, just my type, aha

Whole lot of girls around

This shit she like

She she that aaaah

Bottles and sparkles, on bottles she love this life

She love di life aaaah

Bad as fuck, real as it get?

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

I luv this bitch

Man, she with the shit, she with the shit

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