Lock It Up

Album cover art for "Lock It Up" by Chris Patrick

Chris Patrick - Rap

Lock It Up

2 Plays

Duration: 2:28

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[Verse 1] I'm in that bitch like O-B-G-Y-N Postin' her up my close friends I don't want nobody knowin' about them things that we gon' get into Bad lil' bitch, good dental Ass type thick, no wrapped up, hittin' that fat shit, raw dog tempo (Othello) Sheesh, God damn Titty sit pretty like Pam Grier Stuck to the hip like Pangaea Lowkey, niggas can't see her O-V-E, double R, A-T-E-D, somethin' she ain't near Slid on the plane just to land here Sit on my face, you could camp here I ain't talkin' Titanic when I say, I'm tryna eat up 'til I drown with you I ain't talking 'bout plantin' when I say, I need some lil' seeds in the ground with you I'm tryna go rounds with you You would think this was Foreign Exchanges with the Brits, way a nigga tryna pound on you Baby, you know that I'm down, you know that I'm down for you [Chorus] Ain't even tryna play shit cool, you hate thе nonchalant I know there's niggas shootin' shots, at you at all the spots I know you think wе full of shit, promises always dropped If I'm gon' tell you that you mine, I'm gon' lock it up (Ayy, ayy) Lock it up, know I'm gon' lock it up (Ooh, ayy) Lock it up, come through and lock it up (Oh, ayy) Lock it up, come through and lock it up (Uh, wait) Lock it up [Verse 2] Niggas improper, niggas imposters Clip up your roster, niggas ain't got you Sittin' in Cabo, mission impossible Missin' the pieces, make you unfollow Damn Might as well go ahead and leave 'em You do not need 'em You up in my phone, with the hopes that a nigga like me could complete you Niggas be stuck on that fuck shit, but you can't let it get in your way Give up the nigga you stuck with and I promise I'll get you to Spain Intimate moments and lust mixed with the comfort of gettin' away Let me come through and get you today Let me come through and get you today [Chorus] Ain't even tryna play shit cool (Cool), you hate the nonchalant (Oh) I know there's niggas shootin' shots (Ooh), at you at all the spots (Oh-oh-oh) I know you think we full of shit, promises always dropped If I'm gon' tell you that you mine, I'm gon' lock it up (Ayy, ayy) Lock it up, know I'm gon' lock it up (Ooh, ayy) Lock it up, come through and lock it up (Oh, ayy) Lock it up, come through and lock it up (Uh, wait) Lock it up [Instrumental Outro]

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  • Chris Patrick
  • OthelloBeats