White Girl

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Sheesh! I just wanna see you dance off rhythm to a dancehall riddum On the floor making her booty pop, pray the lord it isn't booty pop Dirty dancing with a movie star, dirty thoughts of what I'd do to her White Girl, she don't really listen but this audio dope move coke like Clinton Would your Dad mind I'm a black guy? You ever snort white off a black log? You ever laid dubs in a trap? Now who you know higher than Dymez? Riddle me that nigga Sheesh, Nigga we back with a flow & an energy my enemies lack Swimming with sharks when dealing with these industry cats, but what you Thought was killing me is bringing me back, its like.. [Hook] You must be stuck up in a dream, its like adding gasoline to the fire get me started like I flip my birds to the world like a kilo of that white girl, she just wanna party like [Verse 2] Sheesh! Its a shame how I'm hurting niggas feelings Crushing up the weed while they crushing on these women Cutting when I need, you be cutting when she bleed I be nutting in her weave & you spend time spending Toast to the killer Dymez Lennon, iller rhymes to solidify victims Too sharp not to hit a mark, who do you consider comp? Here's a box, get inside with him I'm back off my field trip, with that real shit for your soul Been that beast reppin my coast, plus my swank is doing the most Rock that PUMA life on my toes. I'm so Usain in my Bolts Rock my 2 chains or my bow, my flow so Hussain I'm gone blow, No? Fuck outta here [Hook] You must be stuck up in a dream, its like adding gasoline to the fire get me started like I flip my birds to the world like a kilo of that white girl, she just wanna party like You must be stuck up in a dream, its like adding gasoline to the fire get me started like I flip my birds to the world like a kilo of that white girl, she just wanna party like [Bridge] Go, go, go, go, go, go, go Sipping a glass of liquor another shot than I'm past my limit, dancing with you like Go, go, go, go, go, go, go Off a tab she tripping I got the xans and the grass back at the pad what would you like? Go, go, go, go, go, go, go Tell your friends we dipping, I got the cash put they asses in a cab, you with it right? Go, go, go, go, go, go, go Looking righteous, in them tights, yes I think I might just.. [Verse 3] White Girl in a Red jeep, blonde hair in my jeans while I speed through the green lights, whoa Coke in her nose, while I'm poking her throat, so Sneeze magazine like So gone I can't see right, feeling so right it can't be wrong Getting brain to my theme song With a thottie that I thought I'd only see in porns Come be my Rachel Starr, be my Alexis Texas Your leggings wrap your present, best neck to my recollection Shaking like etch and sketches You the best, the rest were sketchy Suck me like I'm the president, presidential rolexes and Presidents in my wallet, all my pockets on Precious You probably payed for them puppies, you know about pretending This music soothing your senses. Shining hard and I'm getting it I explode on your tits, its White all over like Christmas
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Credits
- Writers
- Dyme-A-Duzin