Honey C Lyrics

Tha Six (feat. Tory Lanez) by Honey C



Mhm
This why you love me, baby
Fargo
I swear, as soon as she walked out
I seen it, I was like look
Uh, wait, okay

as* on "What the fu** you got up in them jeans, girl? "
Goddamn, how the fu** it's bustin' out the seams, girl?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you lookin' at when you be in the mirror, shawty
as* on "What the fu** I got up in them jeans, boy? "
Goddamn, how the fu** it's bustin' out the seams, boy?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy
You see what I'm lookin' at when I be in the mirror, shawty

She a fu**in' stunna
100 percenter, ain't no one can front
'Cause horty, you be doin' somethin' to me
in that Yves when it's all-blue
Like it when you got it on and love it when it's on you
Yeah, and you know this sh** for you, yeah
Split it, flip it, get 'em corners, hit it with you, yeah
You was who I was gon' bring all this sh** to, yeah
And you knew I was gon' give this sh** to you, so baby, yeah
G4 pilot, flyin' private in the Lear
I been on an island, shorty, wildin' over here
Ma, sit your pretty as* down in a chair
'Cause you know how they stare, 'cause shorty got a

as* on "What the fu** you got up in them jeans, girl? "
Goddamn, how the fu** it's bustin' out the seams, girl?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you lookin' at when you be in the mirror, shawty
as* on "What the fu** I got up in them jeans, boy? "
Goddamn, how the fu** it's bustin' out the seams, boy?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy
You see what I'm lookin' at when I be in the mirror, shawty

My Giuseppe game is on Csi
Pullin' up in somethin' tinted, you can't see inside
Mirror, mirror on the motherfu**in' wall
Who the flyest of them all? Oh my gosh, you can see it's I!
Black label like I'm Bmi
50 thousand just so she can fly
Then I'm hoppin' off a jet
On my celly, no R. Kelly, motherfu**er, just believe I fly!
Tell them bi***es that it's D or die
Ghetto booty, still chicken wings and seasoned fries
Too much clinking, she can't see, she blind
Motherfu**er, can you see me now?

as* on "What the fu** you got up in them jeans, girl? "
Goddamn, how the fu** it's bustin' out the seams, girl?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you lookin' at when you be in the mirror, shawty
as* on "What the fu** I got up in them jeans, boy? "
Goddamn, how the fu** it's bustin' out the seams, boy?
Jumpin' up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy
You see what I'm lookin' at when I be in the mirror, shawty


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