Kidd AM - 459 (Risk It)

(Yeah! Uh huh, Kidd A-M
Lemme talk my shit
Lemme talk my shit
Lemme
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Check dis out)

Look, it's Li'l Kidd
Pull up in a big bitch
Thick-body broad beside me
Always down to get lit
Gotta be a gymnast
'Cause she'on hit no half-split
Shorty keep her hair did
But she still get active
And she run a good game
She be Swin Cashin'
Had to Swoope her up
Park da bus, and Digg dat back in
Mickey D's All-Am
Not above mackin'
Told li'l baby fall in
Like I'm Joe Jackson
Wild how dat trick got
Her singin' like michael
I can't even lie
It's prolly just to spite you
Ion give a fuck though
I'm feelin' delightful
Shorty on my drip
And my neck all ice cubes
Hotboi Kidd got her
Boilin' like da pipe room
She can pick da tool
When we get up in da pipe room
Say she like my looks
Imma leave her wit' a eyeful
Baby on swoon like
We underneath the Eiffel
I feel like da realest
Mothafucka out dat "C"
Damn near da realest nigga
Cross Seven Seas
Only da baddest Bs
Fathom touchin' me
But if a nigga want a problem
Then, it's A-C-T
Mark niggas all over like
A scantron sheet
Make ya woah fill in da blank
"Kidd AM is thee"
S-A-V-A-G-E
Not to fuck wit'
'Cause while ya playa hatin'
Ya ol' lady tryna cuff dis
And while ya lay-a-waitin'
I already bagged her up bitch
Da price is always right
And dat's why she ring me up quick
Line steady shakin' like
A vision malfunction
I'm takin bitness trips
You just trippin' in da function
Li'l bitty nigga wit'
Da gall and da gumption
Gon' have ya babymama
In my patch callin' me "Punkin"
I'm spicin' up her life
When I fall in, Dunkin'
Ain't ya glad dat
Da mornin crew punched in

She know her li'l potna ain't shit on me
So she gon' bend it over, bust it open for a G'
She love da sauce, da gloss, it costs
Dis pimpin' ain't free
But she ain't scared to risk it all for K-I-double-D
She know her li'l potna ain't shit on me (Ee)
So she gon' bend it over, bust it open for a G' (Ee)
She love da sauce, da gloss, it costs
Dis pimpin' ain't free (Ee)
But she ain't scared to risk it all for K-I-double-D (Ee)

She know imma make it
Worth her while
No need to fake it
That's juvenile
I leave her quak-in
And with a smile
And she leave me all
Wet like bathroom tiles
She a mess
I'm da janitor
(Sweep it up, sweep it up)
I switch da scene like
A aerosol canister
I got her attention like I'm
Hangin' from da banister
Anything to see some of
Dat jelly in dat maxi skirt
Now she in a jam
Tryna spare her man
I don't think she can
Say she got a plan
But it don't matter to me
I'm just playin
I ain't 'bout to fight for shit
I don't weigh in
If she want me in her ring
Then, I'm in there
Really 'bout work it out
I ain't talkin' gym wear
They gon' ask about her glow
She gon' say it's skincare (Really?)
Kidd got her poppin' out
You can call it chin hair (Ugh!)

She know her li'l potna ain't shit on me
So she gon' bend it over, bust it open for a G'
She love da sauce, da gloss, it costs
Dis pimpin' ain't free
But she ain't scared to risk it all for K-I-double-D
She know her li'l potna ain't shit on me
So she gon' bend it over, bust it open for a G'
She love da sauce, da gloss, it costs
Dis pimpin' ain't free
But she ain't scared to risk it all for K-I-double-D

(Okay, now...
You might wanna
You might wanna
You might gonna
Watch yo chick!
I'll take her right quick...)

Written by:
Chloé Matthews

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