Kick It lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, Daddy. What you doing? (Hoe) Oh yeah? Can I come over? (Hoe, hoe hoe hoe) What you mean? Hoe? (Hoe, hoe)

[Interlude]
Ba-Ba-Back, boy, back, and side-to-side (Hoe)
Ba-Ba-Back, boy, back, and side-to-side (Hoe)
Back, boy, back, and side-to-side (Hoe)
Ba-Ba-Back, boy, back, and side-to-side

[Chorus]
He just wanna kick it with my b*tches (Hoe)
He just tryna kick with my b*tches (Hoe)
He just wanna kick it with my b*tches (Hoe)
Sit around and take pics with my b*tches
He just wanna kick it with my b*tches
Sit around and sip drinks with my b*tches
He just tryna hit my b*tch
You know I'm not with that sh*t, boy

[Interlude]
Bass
Bass
Bass
Bass
Bass
Bass
[Verse 1]
Oops, that's your man? Goddamn it, gosh darn it
[?] and dirty contraband got warrant
Got this Fronto in my hand looking like brown skin
These n*ggas wanna hit but they ain't right with it
See I'm a rude b*tch but it takes two to tango
Soulful type dude probably on a couple [?]
Dips in the Jacuzzi, zipping in the Range Ro'
Kissing in the movies, picnics with the rainbow
Thought you was a cutie when I peeped at the event
Hard-denim nudies, fitted cap, brim bent
Exclusive Moncler, must'a cost a couple yen
Local hood star, got a tab at the Bodega
Back wood burning up the swishers with the flavors
Hands a little ashy from thumbing through your paper
He just wanna boss and the buns that cream n*ggas
Scoop 'em in and whipping exchange for oral favors
Be the slim goodie in the Champion hoodie
Played it low-key 'cause my hair was still in the ???
Pink Timbs on my feet looking crispy and fruity
Ain't a hoochie or a groupie but I want you to do me
Tripping Louis, smoking oui, fire shots at your booty
Bomba clot like a Rasta eating lobster and pasta
Top shotta on the block, put the block to your doctor
Like lava I'm so hot, scoop your mamma from soccer (Kick it)
[Chorus]
He just wanna kick it with my b*tches (Hoe)
He just tryna kick with my b*tches (Hoe)
He just wanna kick it with my b*tches (Hoe)
Sit around and take pics with my b*tches
He just wanna kick it with my b*tches
Sit around and sip drinks with my b*tches
He just tryna hit my b*tch
You know I'm not with that sh*t, boy

[Verse 2]
As I cut that sh*t quick
Had my eye on him since the picnic
I was sucking on a strawberry, he licked his lips
Cream sh*t, freak sh*t
Can't blame me I'm a sexy ass b*tch
Don't judge me cause I [?] my b*tch
You know I meant for this n*gga
Seen it on his di*k
I see him on my tits
I see us taking trips
This n*gga got me twisted
I'm going off the bliss of it
As I snap back to reality
Smoke out all the mystery