lirik lagu k. comedy, key glock & mak sauce - hywtb (hit you with the blick)
[intro: k. comedy]
open the f~ckin’ door, i gotta sh~t (d~mn)
look, open the f~ckin’ door, i gotta sh~t
look, open the door, gotta sh~t
no, open the door, gotta sh~t
[verse 1: k. comedy]
open that motherf~ckin’ door
you know i told her shake that ass, ain’t ’bout that ass, she ’bout to go
i told her uno, dos, tres, i want these b~tches in a row
look b~tch, hurry up, before i kick down this door
ooh, oh, i like the way you shake it
ooh, baby girl, you better quake it
ooh, she pop that ass, you know she naked
i told that b~tch to hurry up, you know, i can’t move, i can’t make it
d~mn, open that motherf~ckin’ door, i gotta sh~t
i’m in the kitchen whippin’ and whippin’ and whippin’ and whippin’ the grits
you already know i do my sh~t, i got my f~ckin’ stick
and if you f~ckin’ move, i’ll hit your ass with the glits, rits
d~mn, i gotta sneeze
d~mn, your head be likе a f~ckin’ d
d~mn, that mean the d~ck
stankin ass b~tch, i hit you with this bl!ck
[chorus: k. comedy & key glock]
hit you with the bl!ck (yеah), hit you with the tricks
told the b~tch “you better keep me out the f~ckin’ mix” (oh)
i don’t give a f~ck, b~tch, suck up on my d~ck, wh0re (yeah)
[verse 2: key glock]
ayy, who b~tch is this? (huh, huh? b~tch)
somebody get this b~tch (yeah, this b~tch)
she be drinkin’ nut and i be drinkin’ trish (yeah)
yeah, i be poppin’ opps, they ain’t poppin’ my sh~t (pop, yeah)
yeah, straight off the block, now i’m chillin’ in the pent’ (yeah)
yeah, two cups of codeine cost more than your rent (yeah)
yeah, i’m in this b~tch mouth, like a motherf~ckin’ mint (yeah)
can’t save no ho’, last name not kent (yeah)
uh, call me superglock, i get high as i can get (phew)
yeah, i keep that tool on me and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a wrist (ha)
and my diamonds hittin’ hard, told this b~tch “don’t flinch” (yeah)
ballin’ hard on these n~ggas, number one, drive pit, b~tch (yeah)
[chorus: k. comedy & mak sauce]
hit you with the bl!ck (yeah), hit you with the tricks (ayy)
told the b~tch “you better keep me out the f~ckin’ mix” (ho’)
i don’t give a f~ck, b~tch, suck up on my d~ck, wh0re (mak sauce)
[verse 3: mak sauce]
hit ’em with that bl!ck, uh, hit ’em with that fire (aight)
i can barely drive, but got a coupe, can talk to mine (skrrt)
hop out solo, just me and my iron (aight)
diamonds peekaboo, b~tch, it bling, hurt your eyes (come on)
bad b~tch and she a dime, but i won’t drop a dime (yes)
buddy tried to run off, popped him in his spine (grrah)
vanilla b~tch and chocolate, came here ’cause my mom (ooh)
n~gga talkin’ brazy, drop the dot, tell ’em slide, we’ll bah~bah
[chorus: k. comedy & mak sauce]
hit you with the bl!ck (yeah), hit you with the tricks (ayy)
told the b~tch “you better keep me out the f~ckin’ mix” (ho’)
i don’t give a f~ck, b~tch, suck up on my d~ck, wh0re (run it up)
[outro: key glock]
uh, call me superglock, i get high as i can get (yeah)
uh, call me superglock, i get high as i can get (yeah)
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