K. Michelle and Gloss Up - Wherever The Dick May Land
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't fightin' for no man
This shit's out my hands
Wherever the dick may land
He ain't nothin' special, I just wanted him for sex
Put a line through the nigga, yeah, that's why he called my ex
Like who next? I ain't impressed, I could never be upset
If I had him, you can have him
I ain't never gon' stress
When you're really rich like that (you're a problem)
Ain't worried about a bitch like that (you can call him)
I don't want your nigga like that, I love all of 'em
Yeah, it's really like that, I want all of 'em
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't fightin' for no man
This shit's out my hands
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't askin' for no shit that I can't buy myself
I don't need your little money, bitch, but you gon' help
I can pass it to your friend if you don't know what to do
And, nigga, we ain't got a problem, 'less the problem is you
When you're really rich like that (you're a problem)
Ain't worried about a bitch like that (you can call him)
And I don't want your nigga like that, I love all of 'em
It's really like that, I want all of 'em (hey)
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't fightin' for no man
This shit's out my hands
Wherever the dick may land
There's so many men to go around (go around)
We go through 'em like the lost and found (lost and found)
I know better, y'all, get it together
Cut 'em off then I cut 'em close (cut 'em close)
But you bitches love to do the most, yeah (do the most)
I know better
Oh, I know better (Glossy)
I'm a Memphis bitch
Known to change my niggas like I change clothes
Prissy bitch, wouldn't be me if my men didn't come in fours
Cut my nigga off, I cut him back on if I want to, though
He wanna play a bitch, I don't think the biggest niggas want the smoke
Don't think I do enough, they said I do the most
He wanna brag about this kitty, I don't mean to boast
But the way he goin' crazy, he want me to have his baby
Told him he just the replacement (you is), I see why these niggas hatin'
They eyes done seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Y'all done whispered on these tracks and done made everybody bored
If he get paid, young nigga, get paid
Why the bitch try to copy everything I say?
All these weak ass, sneak ass
Always on your knees ass bitches tryna come play in my face
Man, this shit up like a mortgage (up)
Big problems, she can't afford it (yeah)
I keep that fifth on my hip (baow)
Blast your bitch straight up to orbit
She kiki with all her friends
This shit slap on hoes, backhand
Your opinion on some dick, I don't care what none of them is
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't fightin' for no man
This shit's out my hands
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't askin' for no shit that I can't buy myself
I don't need your little money, bitch, but you gon' help
I can pass it to your friend if you don't know what to do
And, nigga, we ain't got a problem, 'less the problem is you
Wherever the dick may land
I ain't fightin' for no man
This shit's out my hands
Wherever the dick may land
Written by:
Kimberly Pate, Peter Whitley Eddins, Kenneth Payro, Roy Keisha Rockette, Stephen Kirk
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