4 lit – B.o.B feat. Ty Dolla $ign & T.I. lyrics

Lyrics B.o.B – 4 lit

Should be two lit, should be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter b*tch, with another b*tch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here.(4 lit)

Ya yo that-that-that’s the sh*t I like
I ain’t got no type I can’t decide
Girl like girl like girl they can’t deny
Gettin’ p***y with a side of wine
No it ain’t no telling what we might do
When she 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, she be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter b*tch, with another b*tch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Two lit, sh*t be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here.

Sh*t
You know we all hit it
How a n***a quit and hit it and never call b*tches
Ya’ll might see my young n***a pull in now we all b*tches
Pick the shuffles up and did a over-tall b*tch
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 sh*t
One thing I can’t stand is a petty hoe versuri-lyrics.info
Can’t keep your business to yourself, don’t go to telling folks
About where you been and how much p***y you be selling for
Don’t wanna see her with a telescope, tell ’em go.

Should be two lit, sh*t be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter b*tch, with another b*tch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Two lit, sh*t 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 Cam, yeah
I’mma pass her like Peyton
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib
Put some diamonds on my main b*tch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Yeah, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain’t heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city.

Should be two lit, sh*t be 4 lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter b*tch, with another b*tch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit, yeah
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Yeah we all with the f*ck sh*t
Two lit, sh*t be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here
Yeah yeaaaah, Dolla $ignnn.
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