ACOT - Tommy (Lyrics) lyrics

[Chorus: ACOT] An' my lips are huggin' on the swisher An' you mad 'cause I'm f**in' with your sister Ran off on that b**h, Ion' miss her. (Nah) Hit an' dip in my Tommy Hilfiger [Verse 1: ACOT] Sorry Miss Jackson, but your daughter takes dick. (Whoops) Hit an' dip then finesse a new b**h Ice all on my f**in' wrist, an' rich but I'm coppin' sh** Really, I'mma blow, if you see me, snap a f**in' pic. (Click) ACOT, I'm the f**in' man Bank lookin' stupid, that's my masta' plan I got hoes from Japan, Mary-Ann an' Jo-Ann An' a bunch of other b**hes swallow me like a xan Goddamn, k**in' this sh** Mud in my colon, I'm feeling this sh** LSD, trippin' a bit With yo' main hoe, we makin' flick an' she lickin' my dick I'm so f**in' sauced I'm so f**in' sauced LSD an' brew, I'm so f**in lost Tryna get my pockets fat, Rick Ross Challenge me to the mic, you will catch a loss At my shows, all I wanna see is fat hoes f** a fatty a** b**h an' pa** her to my bro. (Woah) [Chorus: ACOT] An' my lips are huggin' on the swisher An' you mad 'cause I'm f**in' with your sister Ran off on that b**h, Ion' miss her Hit an' dip in my Tommy Hilfiger [Bridge: Young Plvg] Young Plvg [Verse 2: Young Plvg] Got my xannie (What?) Just f**ed your granny (Skrr) Yo' b**h s** me off like I'm Handy Mandy I don't speak with discussion, I let my bullets preach Your girl stuck to me like a f**in' pretty leech. (What?) Swag, oh my god. (Oh my god) Swag, oh my god. (Oh my god) It's Young Plvg an' my n***a, f**in' ACOT. (That's my n***a) Skrrt skrrt off the lot in a brand new foreign car I f**ed this b**h Callie Ginner, now I'm a star [Chorus: ACOT and Cocaine Whitez] An' my lips are huggin' on the swisher. (No!) An' you mad 'cause I'm f**in' with your sister. (f**in' with ya' what?) Ran off on that b**h, Ion' miss her Hit an' dip in my Tommy Hilfiger. (Skrrrrrrrrrrt) [Verse 3: Cocaine Whitez] They call me "One hitter quitter." (What?) Coke Whitez is that mothaf**in' n***a. (I'm that n***a) I kick back an' sip some mothaf**in' liquor. (Sip some mothaf**in' liquor) A little fonta with my weed, don't do the swisher. (Don't do the mothaf**in' swisher) She wanna f** 'cause I'm a winna'. (I'm a winna') I beat it up an' then I eat that sh** fo' dinna'. (Beat it up an' then I eat that sh** fo' dinna') They kick it out 'cause my heart cold like the winter. (My sh** be colder than the winter) I'm go to hell 'cause I know that I'm a sinna' (See I'm a mothaf**in' sinna') [Chorus: ACOT and Cocaine Whitez] An' my lips are huggin' on the swisher. (What?) An' you mad 'cause I'm f**in' with your sister Ran off on that b**h, Ion' miss her. (Skrrr) Hit an' dip in my Tommy Hilfiger