Chubby Jag - Poetic Justice lyrics

(Intro) Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get it Say if you a bad b**h put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood I'm talking 'bout dark room, perfume Go, go! (Verse) Let a n***a do it right girl one night, girl don't bite Be like I'm ready for a fight girl I know it's wet I just hope this sh** tight girl Out of mind out of sight girl That mean no brain , no ice girl f** around with them weed n***as I ain't tripping no it's your life girl I need poetic justice , yup poetic justice Pop it, I just pull my sh** out she just go ahead and s** it sponsored links She see I'm flaming hoe ,flaming from the sh** that he dropping f**ing hoe for scattered thoughts I swear that sh** got me poppin I'm stuntin' homie, flat top ,rock down , grizzly Swag, new jag , top down ,big b**h I feel that time just right girl Line it up like white girl When we done goodnight girl 'Cause I ain't saving your life girl But on the other hand I got a place for creeping Put your feet up with your seat back with your head back Let me eat that , you just feel good friends know when I beat that Chubby, yup you that hot Make me fiend like crack hot You just f**ed you a star girl, good job Jackpot