Lobo - Cloud 999

Tip toe, bitch I'm on my tip toes
Cutthroat, can I hit a lick though?
Hit though, can I get a hit though?
Stretch hoe, pull up in a limo
Tip toes, bitch I'm on my tip toes
Cutthroat, can I hit a lick though?
Hit though, can I get a hit though?
Stretch hoe, pull up in a limo
In the sky, purple got me feeling fly
Staying high till I die
Switching sides, why you always switching sides?
Keep that vibe when I slide
Knock knock, who that at my door?
Pretty momma want some more
Crack a window, sipping, puffing, popping smoke
My heart racing though, call the cops I had a stroke
Knock knock, who that at my door?
Pretty momma want some more
Crack a window, sipping, puffing, popping smoke
My heart racing though, call the cops I had a stroke
Tip toe, bitch I'm on my tip toes
Cutthroat, can I hit a lick though?
Hit though, can I get a hit though?
Stretch hoe, pull up in a limo
Tip toes, bitch I'm on my tip toes
Cutthroat, can I hit a lick though?
Hit though, can I get a hit though?
Stretch hoe, pull up in a limo
In the sky, purple got me feeling fly
Staying high till I die
Switching sides, why you always switching sides?
Keep that vibe when I slide
Knock knock, who that at my door?
Pretty momma want some more
Crack a window, sipping, puffing, popping smoke
My heart racing though, call the cops I had a stroke
Knock knock, who that at my door?
Pretty momma want some more
Crack a window, sipping, puffing, popping smoke
My heart racing though, call the cops I had a stroke

Writers: Matthew Rodriguez

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