I Hit That lyrics

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Jeezy


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
You gonna take this $500 and let me get that thing
I can’t even lie I can’t resist that frame
The way she ride a di*k is a goddamn shame
And the way she suck a di*k I can’t forget that brain
It’s a real good day, make six good plays
Kept her at the mansion like six whole days
I’m not no kid and I sure don’t play
But my money’s standing taller than a high top fade
I’m looking oh so Dapper Dan in these brand new Js
Multimillionaire with all these goddamn waves?
Tried to charge me 500, baby that’s chump change
And your boyfriend is a lame, I’m a goddamn train

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
If I had a quarter for all the whores I hit
I’d be like Bill Gates, top of the Fortune list
I heard your girlfriend cheated on you, that’s unfortunate
And she prayed the soul, the baby, y’all aborted it
I hit like five dimes but I ain’t keepin’ score with it
And that was yesterday, I’m ballin’ like a Patriot
I give her dirt, you say you’re drinking ‘cause I paid for it
But I’m so rich, b*tch, that it ain’t really cost me sh*t
They let the boss in this b*tch, I’m spillin’ sauce ’n' sh*t
I’m Mr. Forbes list b*tch, I got a costly di*k
Your baby momma in the booth suckin’ sausages
I’m gettin’ my di*k sucked in my office sippin’ coffee, b*tch ('sgucci!)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
She got a lot, she gettin’ paid
Bust it open, watch her work the stage
Slidin’ down the pole like she’s finna for the fire
You smoke her out, I get the b*tch higher
Hotties clappin’ that ass for cash
b*tch n*gga I’m throwin’ bags
Poppin’ bottles, throwin’ dollars
Gin down the throat, make that b*tch swallow
Make her twerk while I’m puffin' purp'
She gon’ make your pockets hurt
Dance so freaky, I like it raw
But Juciy J ain’t Dirt McGirt
This look like the Player’s Club
Plus they all be showing love
VIP with the ratchet b*tches
Shakin’ ass, off the drugs (mollies!)
They love me in the club
‘cause they know I’m tippin’
She might leave with a coupe
That’s just how I’m feelin’
Real street n*gga
I’mma let her hit my weed
Take her to my hotel
And put her on her knees
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y
I hit that, I hit that
I can’t even lie, I drilled that pus*y
I can’t even lie, I ditched that pus*y
Take this $500 and let me get that pus*y
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