TPain - Sh*t (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Shit, shit, shit

Shit, shit, shit

Niggas say they wanna know if I really lost it

Drizzle back up in this bitch, nigga, let me talk shit

… win squad, niggas you can’t fuck with

Dealing like I’m MC Hammer, nigga, you can’t touch this

Niggas say they wanna know if I really lost it

Drizzle back up in this bitch, nigga, let me talk shit

…win squad, niggas you can’t fuck with

Dealing like I’m MC Hammer, nigga, you can’t touch this

Shit, shit

Bought a bitch 100 pair retros

She knew what it was from the get-go

Like brrr get the picture, I’mma fuck you and that bitch and ball with you

Go shorty, make a nigga swisher, come and get you some of this free purp

Back in the days when I was hipping them bitches

She licking my dick and I slip her the 50

But now she wanna make it jack from me

You don’t wanna see a nigga bottle

Whole bunch of old school niggas gonna rattle

Ain’t no talking to me now, bro

I’m a fool with the tools so go and get out of line, bro

I keep 150 on me, credit card ain’t even got a limit on it

20 broads hopping out the Bentley on me, bitches in the strip club feeling on me

Naked boy, I be blowing up, Illuminati so you know what’s up

Teddy Pain getting back in the game and I’mma throw it back, blowing up, throw it up

Niggas say they wanna know if I really lost it

Drizzle back up in this bitch, nigga, let me talk shit

… win squad, niggas you can’t fuck with

Dealing like I’m MC Hammer, nigga, you can’t touch this

Niggas say they wanna know if I really lost it

Drizzle back up in this bitch, nigga, let me talk shit

…win squad, niggas you can’t fuck with

Dealing like I’m MC Hammer, nigga, you can’t touch this

Shit, shit

Catch niggas slipping at the red light

With your AK, let me see you shoot that

You a goon, you a goon, you a goon, you a goon

Let me see you prove that

Back with your Rolie and it’s flooded

Love a nigga rich when he shining

Love a nigga rich when he’s bleeding

Go ahead and add them more diamonds

That boy nigga BG, that’s the way y’all niggas eat

Backing on syrup, can’t sleep…

You know what’s the color on them bottles they ain’t got

Heard you move around with your hoe

You ain’t even sticking to the code

Pimps up, pimps up, hoe down, a pool full of money and I’m ‘bout to drown

I’m a fool on that counter with that bag of brown

…yes, I’m a free man bandit…

Spending money on these hoes, nigga, you ain’t fucked shit…

Shit, shit, shit, shit

Shit, shit, shit, shit