Rich Homie Quan - Nice lyrics

Premadonna I don't really [?] But you already know what this is (Nice lil a** back there) (Nice lil a** back there) Rich Homie Quan Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Nice lil a** back there) (Nice lil a** back there) Whoa, whoaaa Nice lil a** back there Can't even fit in the jeans she got on Pocket full of cash on you I want your money, I don't want Patron I'm just tryna get you drunk Look baby I'm tryna get you in your zone Boy I could buy my own drink Matter of fact pull a b**h up to the bank You looking real s**y over there You know you want it n***a I ain't gone lie baby girl Come get it I want to I want to I'm scaring you No I ain't, sh** Rock wit it Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (get it) Won't you come out your cash (Cuz it's mine) What you looking at my a** for? (You done got fine) I came to give the n***as what they want But I'm natural Nothing like your last hoe I'm the type that would sit on your face Sit on your dick then hit on your b**h I ain't never been the jealous hoe I'm try-s**ual, we could share that hoe My p**y got expensive taste 36 c cups but what's to waste Came up on some pimping sh** Then turned right around tryna wife a b**h I got a a** like a pillow top And it jiggle low jiggle like jello shots I need a n***a with a big ole co*k With that good ole [?] so I can get on top Who the f** said you was a [?] I was just tryna buy you a drink But now I got my next girl You should ask me Even though you the baddest Your attitude nasty I apologize how I treat you But my demeanor cla**y You looking real s**y over there You know you want it n***a I ain't gone lie baby girl Come get it I want to I want to I'm scaring you? I ain't scared of sh** Rock wit it Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (get it) Rock wit it, want you to rock wit it You ain't never had nun of this That's good sh** Rock wit it,want you to rock wit it You ain't never had nun of this That's good sh** I need a girl that's corn fed Rice and beans with that cornbread One that's clean petite So I can kiss her feet and make her bite the sheets Step to her like what up boo How is you? Is you ok? I'm the n***a out the county of Dade From now on b**h, I'm your bae Anybody want a problem with it Got something to say Tell em say it to me And if i'm your bae You my b**h You need no more player than me Dog n***a my pedigree And my Tommy, the best kinda therapy I'm a n***a that will lick the twat Get you nice and hot, then hit the spot You looking real s**y over there You know you want it n***a I ain't gone lie baby girl Come get it I want to I want to I'm scaring you? I ain't scared of sh** Rock wit it Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (wit it) Rock, rock, rock, rock (get it) Premadonna What's up? [?] got you on baby I ain't even gone lie This right here is some of that new shake your booty sh** You know what I mean, some of that trick sh** (Nice lil a** back that) (Nice lil a** back that) From the 44 to the 305 305 305 Ou, ou ou Pre, Rich Homie Quan