I’m The sh*t lyrics

by

Sexyy Red


[Intro]
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my n*gga Doe, baow)

[Verse 1]
Toes white, pus*y tight (Damn)
I'm all these n*ggas' type
Brown skin, tatted up
Bad b*tch, don't give no f*ck (No)
Mrs. Take Your Man AKA I Steal Your Boo
Wonder why that n*gga f*ck with me? b*tch, 'cause I'm the truth
He said, "Damn, Sexyy Red, you sure are a sight to see" (Yeah)
Tell your baby daddy you ain't comin' home 'cause you with me
All my hoes be hella sexy and you know I stay on fleek
He was thirsty for the ****, so I gave him somethin' to eat (Okay)
Droptop in your city, sign a b*tch titties (What else?)
Dirty hoes mad, ass fat and I'm pretty (For real)
Real street b*tch, I know thеse hoes ain't f*ckin' with me (Yеah)
Go Sexyy, go Sexyy, go Sexyy, go Sexyy

[Pre-Chorus]
Sexyy in this b*tch, you hoes tighten up (Yeah)
What you wanna do? 'Cause I don't give a f*ck (I don't)
b*tch, if it's some beef, let me know, sh*t, what's up?
All that talkin' on the net, that's gon' get your head bust

[Chorus]
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (Been that b*tch)
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (You knew that sh*t)
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (I been that b*tch)
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (You knew that sh*t)
[Post-Chorus]
All this ice on my wrist, you know I'm the sh*t (Like blaow)
Look how my chain hit, you know I'm the sh*t (Oh, wow)
Just got some new titties, you know I'm the sh*t (Damn)
I be lookin' real pretty, you know I'm the sh*t (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Just got my nails done and I'm lookin' too good
If you run up on me, I'ma put you in this 'Wood (I'm the sh*t)
You don't want smoke, you don't wanna get into it (I'm the sh*t)
I'ma keep doin' me like a bad b*tch should (I'm the sh*t)
I ain't hard to find, I'm probably ridin' in somethin' red (Duh)
My n*gga caught a body, then he went and cut his dreads (Yeah)
b*tch, you ain't tough, I'll slap you in the head (Ho)
How you sleepin' on me? You ain't even got a bed (You're broke)

[Pre-Chorus]
Sexyy in this b*tch, you hoes tighten up
What you wanna do? 'Cause I don't give a f*ck
b*tch, if it's some beef, let me know, sh*t, what's up?
All that talkin' on the net, that's gon' get your head bust

[Chorus]
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (Been that b*tch)
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (You knew that sh*t)
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (I been that b*tch)
You know I'm the sh*t, you know I'm the sh*t (You knew that sh*t)
[Post-Chorus]
All this ice on my wrist, you know I'm the sh*t (Like blaow)
Look how my chain hit, you know I'm the sh*t (Oh, wow)
Just got some new titties, you know I'm the sh*t (Damn)
I be lookin' real pretty, you know I'm the sh*t (Yeah)

[Outro]
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my n*gga Doe, baow)
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