Testo Blick Sum - Latto
Testo della canzone Blick Sum (Latto), tratta dall'album Sugar Honey Iced Tea
I don't trust no man without no blicky
'Cause when shit get sticky, where the fuck that blicky at?
Yeah, why ya got no blicky, boy?
Step for me
Throw up yo' set for me
Get in the field, go get that check for me
That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me
Blick sum (blick, boop), blick sum (blick, pew)
Hit some (hit, bah), if you love me (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Blick sum (yeah, grr), blick sum (brr-ah)
Hit some (bah), if you love me
That gangsta shit, it turn me on (it do)
That .22 ain't gon' do, that 90 get me out my thong, ah
Don't get me wrong, I'm gangsta bitch (uh)
But I tell bae, "Go get the switch", you know he pull up spankin' shit
Blick sum if you love me (nigga), hit some if you love me (huh)
Better not put nobody but your opps above me
Passy princess when we slide through, know them niggas ain't on nothin'
Super thick, you know I'm sittin' pretty when that shit get ugly (mwah)
Put it in my purse (purse), he know I shoot first (boop)
He know who to call, make niggas fall like Life Alert
Come out clean when I do dirt, my shirt got nothin' but chains on it
Miss me with that bull before I have 'em put some wings on you (brr)
Step for me (step)
Throw up yo' set for me (throw up yo' set, uh)
Get in the field, go get that check for me (get that check)
That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me (sex)
Blick sum (blick, boop), blick sum (blick, pew)
Hit some (hit, bah), if you love me
Blick sum (blick, huh, grr), blick sum (blick, huh)
Hit some (bah), if you love me (boop, boop, boop)
I love a drummer boy, ba-rumpa-rump-bum (bum)
Like-like come here, daddy, let me fix your loose screw
Bust for me like I buss for you (mm)
Ride for me like I ride on you (okay)
Every whip BP, this door so heavy like my ass
He don't leave the house without the, uh, or his mask
Y'all should put y'all boyfriends out on Thursday, they be trash
Doorman got you thinkin' he a stepper, you so green
Makin' that shit up, these niggas be so Maybelline, uh
Don't get it confused though 'cause he's gon' still swing (boop)
Damn, it might be the Clayton County in me
Damn, make it clap for you, now clap somethin' for me, brr
Step for me (step)
Throw up yo' set for me (throw up yo' set, uh)
Get in the field, go get that check for me (get that check)
That pistol get that pussy wet, now come have sex with me (sex)
Blick sum (blick, boop), blick sum (blick, pew)
Hit some (hit, bah), if you love me (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Blick sum (blick, huh, grr), blick sum (blick, huh)
Hit some (fah), if you love me (boop-boop-boop)
With a gangsta, yeah, I just fell in love with a gangsta (motherfuckin')
With a gangsta (motherfuckin'), gold grills twistin' up his fingers (motherfuckin')
Oh, okay, oh, okay
Yeah, yeah, oh, okay
Pipe down, bitch, pipe down
Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna fight? Okay
Credits
Writer(s): Ricci Riera, Ahmar Bailey, Kharri Hunter, Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Randall Avery Hammers, Ariyana Gandia
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