Sit Down (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Dicky & E-40)

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Get up, get up
 Walked up in the building, seen too many bitches on the wall
 Niggas on the wall
 Hey, baby, you there
 Light skin, thick with the blue hair
 Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
 Every real hood bitch do hair
 Hey, won't you come here?
 Get down, you know how I get down
 Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
 Take a seat, sit down
 Oh my God, oh my God
 I don't really know her huh? Know her huh?
 She wanna come over huh? Over huh?
 I'm already over her, over her
 When I'm in town she make sure that she see me, you understand?
 I don't know just how you niggas perceive me, you understand?
 Throwing stones but you just wanna be me, you understand?
 Ain't them guys that you see on the TV, you understand?
 Hey, baby, you there
 Light skin, thick with the blue hair
 Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
 Every real hood bitch do hair
 Hey, won't you come here?
 Get down, you know how I get down
 Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
 Take a seat, sit down
 Hey lil mama, you know you fuckin' with a motherfuckin' superstar
 You know I pick your ass up in the foreign car
 And fuck you right there in it like a porn star, yeah, yeah
 Hey, why you so nasty?
 She say "Dolla why you gotta be so nasty?"
 She said "Dolla $ign, why you always stay high"
 I say, "You ain't ever lied, you ain't ever lie"
 I pull up on her, I got her choosey
 Her man a loser, she in a real nigga presence
 She want Dolla, she fuck with Dolla
 She came for Dolla, pull up in that 'Rari
 She said "Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
 Why you spendin' all your money on these bottles?"
 Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
 No more ratchets for me, only models
 Hey, baby, you there
 Light skin, thick with the blue hair
 Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
 Every real hood bitch do hair
 Hey, won't you come here?
 Get down, you know how I get down
 Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
 Take a seat, sit down
 Off top I was getting ready, white boy like my mom Betty
 I'm too nice for this game ese, I walked in there was confetti
 Girls took to me already
 Lil hoe with them dreads wanna go make whoopie
 Go ball Eddy, Heartbreaker, y'all all petty
 These bitches wanna get it ultra strength
 Pay a ton, I'm jamming like I'm Kemp
 Y'all all a bunch of fucking Detlef Schrempf's
 Showstopper, got flow poppin'
 These hoes knockin' down doors
 Jockin' my stones, moccasin flows
 Stay on your toes
 I'm better than better
 I'll get it on top like a header, that's word
 Little mama lookin' at me, nine o'clock
 And from the look of it that bitch need a vagina mop
 And you mistook if you think we that gon' designer shop
 I'mma pull up like a bull up in the china shop, break you down
 Chicken parmesan, how you want it, I'm cookin'
 I got a nose for these hoes, I'm the Piglet of pussy
 I gotta know if you pro, going down on my tooshie
 Cause if you are then you're probably too aggressive for Dicky
 When I was a teen I scored a half a meal ticket
 My team moved mean and they'll smoke you like a brisket
 Raised in the slums, in the sewer, in the gutter
 Where shit ain't sweet like unsalted butter
 Make more paper than your daddy and your mother
 Pulled up European, started with a fixer-upper
 Throwing up signs like a third base coach
 Baby she a dime, got a rump like a roast
 Hey, baby, you there
 Light skin, thick with the blue hair
 Red 'Lenciagas, got a new pair
 Every real hood bitch do hair
 Hey, won't you come here?
 Get down, you know how I get down
 Tell your hatin' home girls, sit down
 Take a seat, sit down
 Sit down, take a seat, sit down
 Sit down, take a seat, sit down
 Sit down, take a seat, sit down
 Sit down, take a seat, sit down
 Sit down, take a seat, sit down
 

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Duration
04:37
Tempo
168 BPM

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