wit it - ray luv lyrics
[chorus]
baby, tell me if you’re with it, with it
is it cool, can i get it, can i come over
hit it when the club over
tell me if you’re really with it
is it cool when i get it, act a fool
can i hit it by the pool
baby, tell me if you’re with it, with it
is it cool, can i it when the club over
bring a little love over
tell me if you’re really with it
is it cool, can i get it in the pool
can i video it too?
caught up in your l-st
knew i’d be back from the moment we touched
i get a head rush when i’m up in ya
like when the lead bust; bad b-tch
lookin like she mixed on some half sh-t
freaky b-tch have a weaker n-gg- in a casket
every time i call you (it’s on), but i ain’t no fool
probably have a dozen other ballers callin you too
all in you, too, but i ain’t the one that’s fallin for you
when i hit you just wanna know that it’s cool
are you with it, can you dig it? my intentions explicit
cause i fiend for the way you kissin and lickin
so intense, you make me feel it in my wildest dreams
high off the e or just chillin
got you blowin up my two-way, ready and willin
such a nasty little ch-ssy cause we ain’t even friends
we just (“hi”) f-ck (“goodbye”) then i’m gone in the wind
till that next time i’m jonesin and i’m on it again
me and my part-time f-ck friend caught up in sin
[chorus]
i’m at the club 360, poppin big cristy
didn’t bring no b-tches but i’m takin some with me
yellin dumb things to them ones with the tongue rings
two-ways and thumb rings, young things with sprung game
i got b-tches in the elevator gettin it on
busters handcuffin hoes and they sendin em home
i met two from new jeru i just took to the brougham
puertorican speakin spanish while they givin me dome
no play for the small-timers while they floss on the phone
cause he lackin the mackin tools and still livin at home
workin that ticket-face rolex that he copped on a loan
while i’m self-made, self-paid, popped on my own
i seen visions ever since the moment i was christened
of me bein king, every word that i send straight ism
don’t try to lie, see the look in yo eyes
i think your man ain’t f-ckin you right, let’s take a ride
[chorus]
rollin in my new lex se-4
had a little fun, now i’m ready to go
on her mama’s frontdo’ step i let her go
smash home, blazin a rope about a quarter to fo’
when i pull up to my house, n-gg-, whaddaya know
it’s little mama in the furcoat from the weekend befo’
la type, probably lookin for dough
but i’m thinkin that i can get her for mo’
and have her flippin me rolls
we upstairs and she rippin my clothes
hangin on me like a new pair of girbauds
vampire, all on my throat
take it easy, baby, nice and slow
you gon’ get it but first think i like to know
is if you with it
[chorus]
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