SP - k**in It lyrics

[Verse 1:] Got a bakery in ma AP Pastries on 8th street Pull up in that Maclaren thing they mistaking me for Jay Z Everyday that's shrimp and lobster I hate beef Don't hate me i'm hated proof, thats HP I got a feeling this summer ima k** this sh** Just dropped a couple hundreds at the dealership The beat was iight until I got on the mof**er now everybody wanna feel this sh** Ima drink and drive till I wipe out Drive a hundred miles with the lights out I would take her to the crib she'd be psyched out So I f**ed ma X girl at ma wife's house [Chorus] Man I'm in a matching cooling, with a lot a trouble Got yo main hoe drooling, hard dick and bubble gum Man i'm hitting it from the back as she say she bout to f**ing cum Then I pull out give ma homeboy some Man i'm k**ing this b**h i'm k**ing it, k**ing it I said i'm k**ing this b**h i'm k**ing it, k**ing it [x2] I'm slapping her a** i'm pulling her hair i'm k**ing it, i'm k**ing it [Verse 2:] Got a bad b**h on ma line shawty so fine I ain't gotta co-sign for it b**h so bad to tell you the truth I ain't really even got no time for it Shawty so low I got down for her, no she don't work n***a grinding for her Respect my shine and respect my mind respect my grind she mine bruh My old b**h got her head down my new b**h got her eyes up Bossed up, business lady i'm the man behind her I ain't gotta lie to her so what she doing the lying for And ima get money n***a just got to remind ya Hit that club and shut it down, hit the mall that's how we ball When we in town we buying round and her tops in the lost and found And all I wanna really know is how far you would really go Say you wanna get below but do you really wanna know [Chorus] [Verse 3:] A lil nasty mof**er (I'm nasty) take yo b**h and f** her bad Get some head from her send her home with a brand new bag Ever since I came out the womb I had a brand new swag Mel smashing out the parking lot with a paper tag I'm k**ing this b**h i'm k**ing her hitting it from the back I'm pull her hairs hard and I slap her a** Ma this b**h think that i'm crazy like I'm taking Ripley Blowing fours daily i'm f**ing up ma kidney Double F(s) with me fo fo fending shrimp and lobster everyday i'm talking Benny Know i'm bout to make ma crab faint talking leaning I'm bout the gang a couple pounds shopping at the Lenny's [Chorus]