Iamkg - Dig Bick (feat. Mocity Jones) Lyrics

I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
So I smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
So I smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
These bitches out for my money change hoes like they change clothes
Still chilling ain't a damn thing funny round and round like a merry go
Love to f*ck fast but I'll take it slow
This that bullshit you hear on the radio
Orange hairs on my green Michelangelo
My green is purple that's Donatello
I got a dig bic in a thick chick from the back hit shit
Quick in a flash I had to dip
Skeet on her face shoot from the hip
You gone learn today
It's bigger than your thigh so learn to play
Spreading disease cause my flow so sick
Bum bump on her lip don't touch my bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
So I smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
So I smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
London's britches falling down i'm a toss that shit like I'm at the mound
Next door neighbors hear the sound when the sheets all wet we can hit the ground
It's a work out let's shed some pounds from the D baby so you know I clown
Flip you upside down that my tongue go round where my son comes out
She like you so nasty hit her with the lighter leash I'm so fancy
Not for romancing I want candy
Candy land in your pants who could do it better than the candy man
Make you fall asleep like a Zanny and that's why you're man can't stand me damn
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
So I smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
I got a dig bick
So I smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Smack her with a bick smack her with a bick (Smack her)
Yeah it's real dig