Christo Amp - I'mma Dog (feat. RTT Jones)

Aww damn, aww yea
Aww damn, aww, yea
It's The Champ, and the
RTT, ouu
In this bitch, in the bitch
All up in the bitch, in the bitch
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
(Leave him at home)
Hey
The champ is here
Long hair, light skin, rollin' up my reefer
All she wanna do is talk about how she a diva
She my mamacita, she's lovin' my demeanor
Treat the pussy like my beats and bang 'em out the speakers
Her body's a bottle, she's not really cocky
But, don't let her fool you, she know that she got it
Chewin' bubble gum, 'cause she know that she poppin'
Now, she can't walk 'casue my pole hit her proper
If you hit my line I can fuck you all the time
Hit it in the day, then I'm dippin out at night
Smokin' pine, sippin' wine, tell me what you like
Baby, I can make you laugh, I'm the goofy type
No, I'ma different type, boo, I'm tryna hit tonight
We can get litter than a motherfuckin' kitchen fire
Blowin' on the sticky while you puttin' on them Vicky's
Everytime you with him you was wishin' you was with me
Champ
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
'Cause baby, I'ma dog and I'm just tryna bone
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
'Cause baby, I'ma dog and I'm just tryna bone
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
'Cause baby, I'ma dog and I'm just tryna bone
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home (Jones)
Uh, yea (RTT)
Miss me with that drama shit (whoop), just know that I'll handle it (yea)
Wax your girl like candle stick, ride her like a brand new whip (wax)
Nigga, I'm the man at this, white bitch, she tan as shit (c'mon)
Pretty smile, pretty lips, chill a while then, we dip (rrrt)
Homicide, that pussy killed, I can't lie, that pussy real
I'ma cash cow, she lick me up, her mouth full of milk (mm)
She pulled it on a handstand, so you know I left a tip
She pulled it on a handstand, so you know I left a tip (yeah)
Had to step back and get my mind right (my mind right)
Changed my livin' situation, get the vibe right (get the vibe right)
Snapchat notification from a blonde dyke (blonde dyke)
She say my music got her thinkin' 'bout swithin' sides, yea (go 'head)
She said she tryna get a different high (go 'head)
She know she can't be first but, she wanna be my second wife (haha)
Yea, I lost her once but, she came back a second time (c'mon)
When I lost her she was bad, she came back sexy fly
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
'Cause baby, I'ma dog and I'm just tryna bone
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home (sexy fly)
'Cause baby, I'ma dog and I'm just tryna bone (she came back sexy fly)
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
'Cause baby, I'ma dog and I'm just tryna bone
Say you got man shawty, leave him at home
Uh, yea
Do your thang, do your thang, do your thang, do your thang
Go 'head do your thang, yea, do your thang, do your thang, yea, do your thang
Go 'head do some'n strange for some change, baby
By the end of the night you'll know my name, baby
Go 'head do some'n strange for some change, baby
By the end of the night you'll know my name, baby
If you thick, got the ass and hips, wassup?
If you pay your bills or you got kids, wassup?
In the club never showin' niggas' love, wassup?
Got a man but, I'm tryna fuck, wassup?
And she sayin' she don't want no scrub, wassup?
Smokin' bud, poppin' bub' in a tub, wassup?
Straight, curly, short, long hair, wassup?
Black, brown, yellow, I'm here for you
Leave me alone
Know I'ma dog and I'm just trynna bone
Young Jones, wassup?
Dono, wassup?
Joshy V, wassup?
Keith the kid, wassup?
Jody, wassup?
Weezy, wassup?
Chris Locke, wassup?
O.P., wassup?
Carson K, wassup?
Duet, wassup?
Joe the Pro, wassup?
ATX, wassup?
Champ

Written by:
Alexander Jones, Christopher Amponsah

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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