Lebanon

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Told her, told her, to give her what her body wanna I don't got no patience, I ain't no D.O.C (D.O.C.) Threw her back up in the air, there wasn't no seat (Wasn't no seat) Why my section starting to look like KOD? (Like KOD) Man, I heard that was your bitch, why she on me? (Why she on me?) We takin' shots now after shots, now shootin' threes (Swish, swish, swish) Start-up button, I push, it ain't no key (No) I say, "Baby, you say that pussy is for free" Can your pussy do it for my Gs? (My niggas) I know shawty buy the dope, that's a key (That's a key) I hit her up with the pipe, she OD (She OD) Brim low, Gucci Shades, started lowkey Michael Jack, shawty bad, yeah, that's me Eyes red off the Canada flag I got way more hoes than your daddy has Pull up on a valet, front door the Bent Way you move that don't make no sense (No, no) [Hook] She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it ('Bout to trip it) Shake that ass for a couple digits (For a couple digits) Make a nigga wanna hit or miss it Showin' out got everybody attention She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it ('Bout to trip it) Shake that ass for a couple digits (For a couple digits) Make a nigga wanna hit or miss it (Hit or miss it) Showin' out got everybody attention (Everybody) [Verse 2] Titties jumping while that ass be clapping for me (Clapping for me) She go stupid with the head, she give me dummy (Go stupid) She a magician, always could point out a trick (She always could) We in the bathroom and she always with the shits On my Welvin, who ain't got no bitches? (Who ain't got no bitches?) Somebody scratch my fingers they be itchin' No limits, just limited edition (No limits) I ain't tryna wife, I'm tryna mistress (Yeah, yeah) This a jungle, there's plenty hoes, you know I gotta wear camouflage (Camouflage) Got 'bout three hoes on the microphone, I tell 'em, "Harmonize" (Harmonize) Everyday I wake up I gotta get it, take care of the squad (Squad) Made up like my lesbians all out in Lebanon [Hook] She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it ('Bout to trip it) Shake that ass for a couple digits (For a couple low) Make a nigga wanna hit or miss it (Hit or miss it) Showin' out got everybody attention (Everybody, everybody) She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it (Trip it) Shake that ass for a couple digits (For a couple digits) Make a nigga wanna hit or miss it (Hit or miss it, hit or miss it) Showin' out got everybody attention (Everybody) [Verse 3] Ayy, man, I swear these hoes in here for everybody She in my ear like JD afterparty What she do to the dick off the molly? Pourin' up, knuck and buck with everybody Had her screaming louder in my Maserati Neck and wrist on Slick Rick La Di Da Di I'ma leave with his bitch probably, probably Swear I went and bought the ship Harakari Know these niggas out here carbon copy
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Credits
- Writers
- Jeremih
- Soundz
- CuBeatz
- Tim Gomringer
- Kerser