MBN Foota - Tip Toe

(We Love You Stitch)
(Yea hold on these bitch ass niggas ain't ready for real and I know it yea yea fuck you talkin' bout' nigga? you ain't talkin' bout' nothin')
(Yea hold on hold on)
Tip toe real slow my niggas tryin' to creep through yo' window
Please understand don't wanna kill more
Niggas be bitches they mama raised hoes
Shottaz' forever 3 deep at yo' door I'm straight out that back and they duckin' them poles
3 point hit like we kickin' for goals yea, yea, yea (Bitch ass nigga)
Everyday I go hard I might step on somethin' with it
No fairy tale fiction lil' nigga I live it
Bitch understand me lil' nigga get busy (Uh huh)
Niggas deceased it stank like he shitted (Shitted)
Ain't talkin' no cap up and aim at his fitted
Got tears and scars you ain't have it hard stop frontin'
Chiefin' that dope in garage make money
Got camouflage we huntin' stop runnin'
He know what he did put his face on a fit
And bitch it's yo' turn you know I'm not it
Slide like a worm that choppa' gon' spit
I'm to damn kind take the "H" out of hit
And I ain't get shit nothin' out of it lil' bitch you a opp side with opposite
I come from the nawf' what I represent keep doin' my shit in front everybody
If you speak on me pullin' up dead bodies, say why they gon' fill em' with lead bout' it
Told me somethin' ain't listen didn't care bout' it walk in and I'm bustin' his head bout' it (Bitch)
She gon' suck on this dick I don't worry bout' it
Tell me somethin' I put in a word bout' it
My niggas be spinnin' the curb bout' it
She a bad lil' bitch with a curved body
Imma fuck on this bitch like I'm married to her
Imma swim in that pussy like Mary Stewart
Imma speak to that bitch like I'm very fluent
Imma never show up like I'm very truant
I done put in that work I ain't gotta do it
I be fly as a bitch like a bird flew in
They be showin' they ass it ain't worth viewin', Fendi all on my waist I ain't wearin' Louis
Get rich or die tryin' like Curtis Jackson
50 cent for a snack this shit ain't no actin'
Up that bitch in his face say I'm with the action
We ain't leggin' no shots we don't work for PacSun (Yea)
Niggas gon' hate cause they not understandin' me
Real as it get and they camera stay pannin' me
Y-R-N fasho' that's my mission
Y-R-N fasho' that's my nigga
Y-R-N hope you get the picture
(Hope you get the fuckin' picture nigga I ain't go say it again, fuck you talkin' bout nigga you ain't talkin' bout' nothin')

Written by:
Damreya Wade, Qwanya Dunmore

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