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Correct On It! Lyrics
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King Combs
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Correct On It!
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[Intro: King Combs] Yeah You see all this ice, nigga, you see how we rockin' CYN, nigga [Chorus: AzChike] I bust down in these Louies I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin' If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin' Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin' If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin' Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin' If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it [Verse 1: King Combs] Yeah, uh, put my hands on it If you twerkin' for a Birkin, put my bands on it Dirty money, she gon' have to put a fan on it Shawty duckin' from the flash, put the cam on it Yeah, I go Super Saiyan on it And she's leavin' with me, you can plan on it 'Cause the crib so big, you can land on it And that shit got a beach, you can tan on it What? What? And that's facts Cut her off, she mad, and that's that Four door garage, the whips black Hoes wanna menáge, they bitch bad [Verse 2: 1TakeJay] Like I worked at WingStop, you see these pieces This Cuban link sittin' up just like I got cleavage Like an old bitch, let me put my teeth in I can't smile too hard 'cause my shit really blingin' And if the head game right, I'm not leavin' You bald-headed, if you can't achieve it, bitch, weave it These niggas want smoke but these niggas still tweet This bitch got a nigga but this bitch still beakin' I can't fuck with a classy bitch, I tried it I need a ratchet bitch that's gon' suck dick and ride it Girl, you want this dick, ain't shit free, you gotta buy it She Cash App and text back, ooh, you know I like it I'm Superman 'cause these lil' niggas is my sidekick I'm not sellin' swag but these niggas still buyin' You not a boss, you just real good at lyin' Singin' all my shit, you my fan and my hypeman [Chorus: AzChike] I bust down in these Louies I gotta chill, knockin' down all these groupies I'm a Playboi Carti, hang around with the Uzi You actin' like she yours but she down for my movie I be pimpin', I ain't worried 'bout no bitch crushin' If I jump, they gon' jump, get this bitch jumpin' Broke up with my Glock, got that bitch dumpin' If I wear my money with my clothes, I can't fit nothin' Bands pokin', thirty Glock got my hand smokin' If I'm up and catch a lick, I put my mans on it I bring the bitches to the beach, put the sand on it Treat that ass like a fur and put my hands on it
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