Kal Duzay - The Likk lyrics

rate me

I got a shooter named Cupid and that motherfucker stupid

Roll up in the spot like old dog, laying shit down

She already a victim, I done stole her attention, she down

Hands where I can see them, ass where I can feel it

Rubbers where I can reach them, back pocket where I conceal it

Your heart where I can steal it and we ain’t letting no one shots off in the ceiling

Hand it over

Girl, you know what this is, what’s the hold up? To the hold up

I’mma make you give everything but your soul up

And my lil’ nigga crazy with the aim and he don’t blow off

So thinking this a game get you blowed up on some 9 months

Shit, girl you all swole up, nose up, got your ring finger all froze up

I got a shooter named Cupid and that motherfucker stupid

I guarantee that nigga act foolish every time I holla uh

I’m ‘bout to hit me a lick, shit, I’m ‘bout to hit me a lick

She it, I’m ‘bout to pop that clip and that stick

And I’m ‘bout to hit me a lick

Look at this nigga with the cash falling off his pocket

He think he watching her dance, but it’s really her who watching

Soon as she finish that set it’s gonna be a problem

‘Cause lil’ momma a threat when it’s time to get them dollars

Holler, and she hate putting that mask on

She’d rather be getting her psychology class on

But that’s hard when every night she take her ass home

To an empty pad and a blow up mattress to crash on so she get her mash on

Desperate times call for desperate measures, analyzing the scene, her body’s so clever

She learn to take pleasure in the shattering of men’s hearts

That’s what keep that BMW parked up in that garage

Never let a tip off a trick, niggas, she trick niggas to lick her, that’s how she lick niggas

She got a shooter named Cupid and that motherfucker stupid

Real bout it bout it nigga, and he prove it every time she holler uh

I’m ‘bout to hit me a lick, trick, she ‘bout to hit her a lick

Q it, shorty down to pop that, pop that shit

When it’s time to hit that lick