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BoB - 4 Lit Lyrics



BoB - 4 Lit Lyrics
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[ Featuring T.I., Ty Dolla $ign ]

Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here

Ya yo that-that-that's the shit I like
I ain't got no type I can't decide
Girl like girl like girl they can't deny
Gettin' pussy with a side of 'Y'
No it ain't no telling what we might do
Pushy in a penthouse with a, tight view
Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
Oh yeah that's my girl and that's our wife too

Lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here

Shit
You know we all hit it
How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
Just might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
Pick the shovels up and dig it over-tall bitch
Hey put that phone down and mind your f*cking business girl
Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
But I'm just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
One thing I can't stand is a petty hoe
Can't keep your business to yourself, don't go to telling folks
About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
Don't wanna see her with a telescope, tell 'em go

Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here

Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla gettin' money now
Uh, I'mma pass her like KimYe, yeah
I'mma pass her like ay ay
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rip
Put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Ay, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain't heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city

Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here (Ooohhh)
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Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here

Ya yo that-that-that's the shit I like
I ain't got no type I can't decide
Girl like girl like girl they can't deny
Gettin' pussy with a side of 'Y'
No it ain't no telling what we might do
Pushy in a penthouse with a, tight view
Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
Oh yeah that's my girl and that's our wife too

Lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here

Shit
You know we all hit it
How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
Just might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
Pick the shovels up and dig it over-tall bitch
Hey put that phone down and mind your f*cking business girl
Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
But I'm just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
One thing I can't stand is a petty hoe
Can't keep your business to yourself, don't go to telling folks
About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
Don't wanna see her with a telescope, tell 'em go

Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here

Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla gettin' money now
Uh, I'mma pass her like KimYe, yeah
I'mma pass her like ay ay
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rip
Put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Ay, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain't heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city

Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
Pick me up before six
Got a bitch, with another bitch
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah we all with the f*ck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here (Ooohhh)
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Writer: Bobby Ray Simmons, Clifford J. Harris, Lamont Juarez Porter, Samuel Gloade, Tyrone William Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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