It's Like That

Song Description

Laid Back Club/Ride To Banger

Song Length 3:33 Genre Rap - General
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood In High Spirits

Lyrics

Verse 1 Nick Fury
I see the fury in ya eyes, but you can hear it in my name/
And plus I got this thang that?ll eject ya brain/
So don?t get pissed when I get at ya dame/
Just take one for the team, game recognize game/
Oh yeah, I got an Impala squatin on prime times/
Keep a chick wet as a raindrop sippin fine wine/
Chiefin the best pine, in time you?ll find us/
In penthouses smashin thousand cute faces wit dem fat butts/
Cause I been pimpin since been pimpin been pimpin pimpin been pimpin/
Got the game from an OG my nigga, and ran wit it/
Brims, they all fitted, wit a matching throwback/
I just want her for the night, then you can have ya hoe back/
But before you get up for that midnight snack/
Nigga, I want you to know that I tapped ya cat/
Might I add, the dome was great/
And I bet you didn?t know that she loves to take the cum all on here face/
Holla back

Chorus Nick Fury
When we hit the spot everyone knows it?s about to jump off/
We dressed in the best fits, so fresh, so clean and our wrists on gloss/
We got the money and the status, you know girls love that/
So when your breezy leaves wit we, don?t get mad, it?s like that/

Verse 2 Posqualy
On chrome they see me rollin, indulging in sticky green/
Bulging out my wife beater, the summer time scene/
Got me feeling lovely, no panty line in them jeans/
She got on a thong or something/
And she can hear the songs from what I?m bumpin/
And she looking superb, cause every time I bend a curb/
She shaking her rump, I got some sticky icky icky man let?s swerve to the front/
And get the breeze on her, she hearing my shit, cheesing, and just like growth, she stunt/
I get some smoke up in her lungs and oh, she hunch/
She a pro, I?m driving it slow coasting and going through lights/
It?s getting tense and tinted windows, it sho be right/
And then we went to my crib, she exposed it nice/
If you could have seen how she took it off, slow and enticing/
You could liken her to Tyson, got yo chicken doc/
I?m bout to meet up wit Simplexx and roll through the park/
I?ll see you later ma/


Chorus Nick Fury
When we hit the spot everyone knows it?s about to jump off/
We dressed in the best fits, so fresh, so clean and our wrists on gloss/
We got the money and the status, you know girls love that/
So when your breezy leaves wit we, don?t get mad, it?s like that/

Verse 3 Vision
When we hit the spot, yo, it?s fresh to def time/
Tuck ya knots boys, and protect ya best dimes/
Cause we so mackadocious, pulling all the lovelies/
Pimp more than C, gutta kings like Bun B/
Grab some bubbly, now it?s on, I?m tipsy/
Got ya girl grinding on me like a gypsy/
Her hips be doing what I never seen/
Picture an ass running trying to get away from them jeans/
A little thong hanging out, so it?s hard to tell/
If she a stripper or a good girl drunk as hell/
No fake hair, fake eyes, no fake nails/
Girl got me stuck, trying to get a hold of myself/
I?m in the zone, tripping, I got leave her alone/
If it?s on, let?s get gone, skeet right to her home/
It?s time to bone, and you know what Vision gonna do to her/
Knock her back out, so she know it?s been good to her/

Chorus Nick Fury
When we hit the spot everyone knows it?s about to jump off/
We dressed in the best fits, so fresh, so clean and our wrists on gloss/
We got the money and the status, you know girls love that/
So when your breezy leaves wit we, don?t get mad, it?s like that/

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