B.o.B - 4 Lit (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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B.o.B - 4 Lit (en) Lyrics
By RentAnAdviser.com
Shit be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch with another bitch
We ain't tripping 'cause we all hit
Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
Yeah yeah, d—d—dat's the
shit I like (Hey)
I ain't got no type, I can't decide
Girls like girls like girls,
they can't deny
Eating pussy with a side of wine
No, it ain't no telling
what we might do
When she in a penthouse
with a tight view
Reefer got me stuck, shit,
got my eyes glued
Oh yeah, that's my girl and
that's our wife too
Lit, shit be four lit
Ayy, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TZ hit
Ayy, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla getting money now
Uh, I'ma pass her like Cam
Yay, I'ma pass her like Peyton
Oo, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib, put some
diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady,
Dolla need a new baby
Eh, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain't heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city
Shit be two lit, shit
be four lit (Yeah)
Yeah, we all with the
fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah, we all with the fuck
shit (Ye—ye—yeah)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Uh, okay)
We ain't trippin' 'cause
we all here (Yeah)
You know we all wit' it
All my niggas quick to hit
and never call bitches
Just might see my lil nigga pulling
up wit' y'all bitches
Pick the short ones up, bend
it over tall bitch
Ayy, put that phone down and mind
your fucking business, girl
Ayy, put some money up if
you so independent, girl
Now I'm just tryna put some
diamonds in ya pendant,
get your titties fixed
Presidential suites and private
jets, outside the city shit
One thing I can't stand
is a petty heaux
Can't keep your business to yourself,
don't go to telling folks
'Bout where you been and how much
pussy you be selling folk
Don't wanna see her with a
telescope, tell her tho
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain't trippin' 'cause
we all here (Ooohhh)
Yeah yeah, Dolla $ign
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