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Hit That lyrics

Performer Colahyy Rich

Hit That song lyrics by Colahyy Rich official

Hit That is a song in English

Hit that
Money conversations lean back
How I turn a big talk to a big bank
Won't stop 'til we make it to the top
I'll never lose track
I swear I stay loaded like a full stack
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down
Did you know Money makes her panties drop
Hit that (hit that)
Money conversations lean back (back)
How I turn a big talk to a big bank (big bank)
Won't stop 'til we make it to the top
(Won't stop 'til we make it to the top)
I'll never lose track (woo)
I swear I stay loaded like a full stack (woo)
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down (slow down)
Did you know Money makes her panties drop
dro-o-o-op
Aye
I picked the pen and started writing then shawty shows to my face
Wooh
I thought I'm dreaming 'til buddy clapped on my face (aye)
What she wants is tempting
What i want is temp me
What about who wanted and what about who the doc now
I tell her baby you caught the patient in bed
And now you gotta drop it and keep the dripping in bed
She started smiling
She didn't see it coming close
No
She never noticed
And now she 'bout know
Wow
You didn't know it and now i bet u know it
You didn't know it and i swear you know it
Ma swag so flow and baby you wouldn't know
Ma swag so flow and baby you should've known
Now west side
Now you try and get your best ride
If she plays a lil dumb then she loose mah
Just rock it then you let her panties drop
(You better hit it then you make her panties drop)
I'll never lose track
I swear i stay loaded like a full stack
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down (slow down)
Did you know Money make her panties drop drop drop
Hit that (hit that)
Money conversations lean back
How I turn a big talk to a big bank
Won't stop 'til we make it to the top
(Won't stop 'til we make it to the top)
I'll never lose track
I swear i stay loaded like a full stack
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down (slow down)
Did you know Money make her panties drop drop up up
I see shawty checking me out
Just as I walked into the house
She was laying down on a couch
Had her finger up in her mouth
Came up to me like a scout
Didn't know what to think about
I kid you not for like a minute my head got stuck in the clouds (what!)
What the fuck you mean you got me on check
I brung you to this shit
Man show some respect
You act like you don't know
Steady throwin' stones
My soul is gone cold
Got too much on my chest
But I just
light it up all night like propane (yea)
Good girls gone bad it ain't no shame (woe)
I got a big D swinging from my gold chain
Stepped up everybody yelling Dizzi let's roll mane
Get me more bottles
I'm finna put on my goggles
and party with super models
That booty looking like bubbles
Wobble and I go full throttle
Spending like I won the lotto
Giving no fucks is my motto
Giving no fucks is my motto
Bitch
I'll never lose track
I swear i stay loaded like a full stack
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down (slow down)
Did you know Money make her panties drop
Hit that (hit that)
Money conversations lean back (back)
How I turn a big talk to a big bank (bank)
Won't stop 'til we make it to the top
(Won't stop 'til we make it to the top)
I'll never lose track (woo)
I swear i stay loaded like a full stack (woo)
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down (slow down)
Did you know Money make her panties drop drop up up
Now
Partly perfect I'm only vicious with women
If only Kathy was present
Then I'll Probably have her for breakfast
And tip it like she's a waitress
And tell her keep all the difference
I'm always ready with Durex
You can't afford it so nigga why
Hard to say it but over came it in ways
And now offending this age
Better catch your feelings with aye
But wait niggas insane
But wait niggas are weird
My lady my lady my lady
Catching bitches with cranes
Well I'm the man breaking the bad luck you talk about ain't it
Twisting the path of the piece you wanna fetch
Call it mugged murder
Mug burgers
And mull mothers
So I'm twisting butters in fred's burg
You knows what time
Woh!
Altercation I'm sick of all imitations
Adjust your patience to vengeance
And wrestle all em in a vessel
Security calling for backup
Better bet me for winning matrix
Till demonic wishes to party
But I've got it hit it a mile
I'm not done
I'm not done aye
I'm not done niggas try to hit the pomp breaks
Way to bug it but feel the presence in shadows
And feel my absence in bottles
I'm holy walking on water
You care to to have the bottom
So jig set up
No time
Take your big shirt off
In no time you get hit by a big bottom
Ha!
I'm on time but you clits worn up
No doubts you want more
So imma hit that (hit that)
Money conversations lean back (back)
How I turn a big talk to a big bank (big bank)
Won't stop 'til we make it to the top
(Won't stop 'til we make it to the top)
I'll never lose track (woo)
I swear I stay loaded like a full stack (woo)
Bad Bitches on the floor won't slow down (slow down)
Did you know Money makes her panties drop? (dro-o-o-op)
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Diland Chi, Faith Akum
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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