Wreckshop Records — Got Sumthin' 4 Yo Mouth (feat. D-Gotti & Noke D) lyrics

Lyrics

Ooooooooooooh, yeeeeeeeah
La-da-da-da-da-la-da-da, whoooa
We just gonna chill
Pop a pill, we gon sip
On the bar, candy car
Follow me, till the hill
In the room, we gon dip
Me and you, and a couple of friends
Roll a sweet, and we gon puff
Cause later on girl, we gon fuck
All night, all night yeah
Let’s not rush it, girl it’s on We got all night, to the early morn'
Get your head right, we got all night
Cause Ronnie gonna do you, all so right
Even though, I just met you
I feel your vibe, coming through
I wanna try some freaky shit
So let me know, if you down to Twelve play, is the way I roll
Wreckshop, is my payroll
I got enough, to feed your needs
Cause money ain’t a thang to me Let me show you, to my bed
I’m gonna do, those things I said
You coming off, that bathing suit
I dry you off with my towel, if that’s cool
I bend you over girl, let me smack you
I’m kinda rough girl, are you rough too
Do you want this thing, called love
Push it in, push it up ooooh
Ronnie gonna do you, I’m gonna do you
All so right, yeeeeeah, ooooh
Talking bout twelve play, ooooh
La-da-da-da-daaa-daaaaa-da-da-da-da-da-da