Lil Bit (freestyle) lyrics

[Hook: K. Camp]
Ayy, get f*cked up, drink a little bit (ayy)
Smoke a little bit, pop a little bit (ayy, oh)
Ayy, get f*cked up, drink a little bit (ayy)
Smoke a little bit, pop a little bit, ayy, get f*cked up (ayy)
We ain't doin' much tryna have a good time
Got four bad b*tches, man, the pleasures all mine (yeah)
Girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine
Gir-girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine
Leggo, leggo, ha, leggo, leggo, ha, what you doin'? (Whoop whoop, turn up)
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit, ayy, get f*cked up (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit (ayy, ayy, hey)
Ayy, get f*cked up

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Freaks in packs like Newport, true
3s, 4s, 5s, I do not love Lucy
The ho so hot, acting like she stupid
I sent her light di*k, kid posse get to it
I told them all in the hallway listen
Pop some of this and you all gon' get it
You ain't f*ck with a b*tch, ain't my type
Let that hooker take your shine, snatch your flashlight (from me, ayy)
And that itty bitty Benz fit six friends
Drinking on Henn' out a big cup
Eye rolling like a fool to see you kick it in
New Edition, I'mma tear they ass up
Bend 'em over on the balcony
Eyes wide open looking back at me
Ok it's 6:37, everybody all turned
See your groupie b*tch with me, best believe they all learned how to
[Hook: K. Camp]
Ayy, get f*cked up, drink a little bit (ayy)
Smoke a little bit, pop a little bit (ayy, oh)
Ayy, get f*cked up, drink a little bit (ayy)
Smoke a little bit, pop a little bit, ayy, get f*cked up (ayy)
We ain't doin' much tryna have a good time
Got four bad b*tches, man, the pleasures all mine (yeah)
Girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine
Gir-girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine
Leggo, leggo, ha, leggo, leggo, ha, what you doin'? (Whoop whoop, turn up)
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit, ayy, get f*cked up (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit (ayy, ayy, hey)
Ayy, get f*cked up

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Two bad b*tches and they f*cking with a n*gga
Feeling on her booty di*k harder than a missile
Ass in the circle let me feel it just a little
Don't be pulling on my belt cause then she holding up the pistol
She like to drink that tequila
Hennessey for all my n*ggas
You can't take none of my b*tches
You f*ck one you gon' meet my killers
Iced out roll it right when the light hit
No Janet Jackson don't f*ck with no pennies
Bloody your t-shirt those bloods rolling with me
If you bust at me first I shoot up the city
Hundreds on top of hundreds on them titties
n*gga you ain't never seen money like this
Codeine I pour it up
Popping these pills got me throwing up
[Hook: K. Camp]
Ayy, get f*cked up, drink a little bit (ayy)
Smoke a little bit, pop a little bit (ayy, oh)
Ayy, get f*cked up, drink a little bit (ayy)
Smoke a little bit, pop a little bit, ayy, get f*cked up (ayy)
We ain't doin' much tryna have a good time
Got four bad b*tches, man, the pleasures all mine (yeah)
Girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine
Gir-girls kissin' girls, best believe they all fine
Leggo, leggo, ha, leggo, leggo, ha, what you doin'? (Whoop whoop, turn up)
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit, ayy, get f*cked up (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit (ayy, ayy, hey)
Ayy, get f*cked up