Nikki Sweets lyrics

[Hook]
She say I’m a treal n*gga, she say I’m a treal n*gga
That’s why she love to f*cks me
That’s why she love to f*ck ...
I flew her from Indiana
I flew her from Indiana
She bought some chopper, a clipper, banana
Nikki tatted like a trap star
Had to introduce her to a foreign car
Trap star, a couple shows, a couple videos
And plenty pictures with the groupie ho

Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets
Nikki come and f*ck with me
Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets
Nikki come and f*ck with me
I think she will love me sweet
I think she will love me sweet

[Verse 1]
I was in Los Angeles when I ran into Nikki
I was drinking Pete Sirock and she was sipping remi
Hit the coco what we sosa, I told her come with me
Told up call her friends over, soldier I got bentley
A couple shots fired, 105 and a hemi
Pull about my side, like they fine when you with me
Careful rolling up the dope and plus she bout the blicky
I’m just shower baby bout her pus*y sitting pretty
Nikki got the urge to get money and burn
I f*ck her in the bed, I f*ck up to her
I like to give her education and she play like a nerd
I’m talking head, ... catch up with my words
Plus I trust her with birds, I know this might sound absurd
But you see I tend to swerve, when I’m drunk off that syrup
All the swishers she burns, I’m in love with her
So when I leave the studio, I make the blood run her
[Hook]
Oh Nikki, oh Nikki
She say I’m a treal n*gga, she say I’m a treal n*gga
That’s why she love to f*cks me
That’s why she love to f*ck ...
I flew her from Indiana
I flew her from Indiana
She bought some chopper, a clipper, banana
Nikki tatted like a trap star
Had to introduce her to a foreign car
Trap star, a couple shows, a couple videos
And plenty pictures with the groupie ho

Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets
Nikki come and f*ck with me
Nikki, oh Nikki Sweets
Nikki come and f*ck with me
I think you in love with me
I think you in love with me
Nikki, come f*ck with me
Nikki, in love with me
Nikki, come f*ck with me
Nikki, in love with me