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Chinese Kitty – Hitstick Lyrics

[Intro]
Woo
Kitty (Kitty)
Uh, double cs on the fit, that's that drip drip (that's that drip drip)
Brandin Blanco
Coming out looking like a bad bitch (looking like a bad bitch)
Uh, woo

[Verse 1]
Shoes, double Cs on it (Double Cs on it)
And they know that it's a hit if Kitty breathe on it (Kitty breathe on it)
That's the bottom line, really cause the streets want it (Cause the streets want it)
And that ass so soft, he could sleep on it
Hop up in that foreign, drop the top and hit the speed on it (Skrrt)
And they love me cause I do it like a G on it (I'ma G)
In that Dolce & Gabbana, spending street money (Street)
Wake it up, do it again, like I rewind it (Uh)
Got yo baby daddy in my DM, told me he love me (He do, bitch)
They be hating when they see me and they be quiet
I'm like Deebo to these bitches and I been popping (Been popping)
Bring that money to the table and we eat off it
If this shit ain't bout that paper, ain't no need talking (No need talking)
Make the driver pull me up, can't let my feet walk it (My feet walk it)
Got blue hundreds in my bag, I get that cheese often (Ha, cheese)
And the way we kill these bitches, they gon' need coffins (Bitch ass)
Kitty (Period)

[Chorus]
Double Cs on my shoes make my fit flick (Fit flick)
Diamonds in my watch, it got my wrist lit (Got my wrist lit)
Been about that dough like it was Bisquick (Quick)
Hop up on that wood like its a Hitstick
Hop up on that wood like a Hitstick (Ha, Hit-stick)
Bend it over, bust it open shorty get chet (Bend it over)
Got a nigga back at home, but I might risk it (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
That's a bomb ass pussy told him tick tick
Boom

[Bridge]
Told that nigga face first (First)
Get my shit and then I leave, it could be way worse (Be way worse)
I ain't running after nothing but might chase work (Cs work)
Cash app me a wage up in that [?] (Uh)
Pretty pussy, kiss it, he can lick it, have a taste first (Mwuah)
Had the booty clapping, throw it, they gon' stay twerking (Stay twerking)
In that double love recliner, got the suede curtain (Curtain)
And I'm always on my grind, and plus my aim perfect
Tell that bitch it ain't worth it

[Chorus]
Double Cs on my shoes make my fit flick (Fit flick)
Diamonds in my watch, it got my wrist lit (Got that drip drip)
Been about that dough like it was Bisquick (Get that dough, yeah, uh)
Hop up on that wood like its a Hitstick
Hop up on that wood like a Hitstick (Yeah, yeah)
Bend it over, bust it open shorty get chet (Get chet)
Got a nigga back at home, but I might risk it (Ooo risk)
That's a bomb ass pussy told him I'ma tick tick
Boom (Boom, boom, boom)

[Outro]
And that bomb ass pussy told him tick tick
Boom
Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow (Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow)
Kitty (Kitty)
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