Lipstick On The Blunt

Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor

If a n*** was hatin' we wouldn't know

Haters can' afford to be goin' where we go

We on the top floor, just me and these hoes

Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor

If a n*** was hatin' we wouldn't know

If a n*** was hatin' we wouldn't know

S***, we wouldn't know

Baby girl cold yet she always stay hot

Lil' mama fresh, everyday she extra fly

Lil' shorty bad, she make all the bitches mad

Light skin chick with a dark skin swag

Lil' mama cold, yeah she get my vote

Not only is she bad but she got the convo

We should get in jacuzzis smokin' less than time blow

Told her dig in the movie that's the perfect combo

Got the molly with the lean and the weed in this ho

You not late if you've never seen this before

Hotel room, hella cheese on the floor

Ass so fat can't breathe in this ho

We up in new york and I'm feelin' like cam

Me and two bitches in ny goin' ham

Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor

If a n*** was hatin', s*** we wouldn't know

We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know

If a n*** was hatin', s*** we wouldn't know

We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know

If a n*** was hatin', s*** we wouldn't know

We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know

If a n*** was hatin', s*** we wouldn't know

We-we-we-we-we-we wouldn't know

If a n*** was hatin', s*** we wouldn't know

Yeah, what it is? I'm on the scene

Me and chip in the vette lookin' hella clean

From the fit to my whip this my newest 'zine

New swagger, hoes *** radder

Livin' life backwards, grew up kinda faster

My homie was a bastard, my girl was a track star

My n*** was a gangsta, why you tryin' act hard?

My life anita baker, caught up in the rapture

But tonight I'll let it go girl, I'm poppin' patron

Gettin' dough on the low don't let nobody know

If they hatin' on us, you wouldn't know

If it don't feel right, I wouldn't go

Baby girl I'm at the crib, you could come through

You know that I'mma run through

Give your ass a run through, you can't let it go now

Tell me what you gonna do, I'm doin' what I'm supposed to

Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor

If a n*** was hatin' we wouldn't know

Haters can' afford to be goin' where we go

We on the top floor, just me and these hoes

Lipstick on the blunts, her jeans on the floor

If a n*gga was hatin' we wouldn't know

If a n*gga was hatin' we wouldn't know

S***, we wouldn't know