Mike Will Made It - I Hit That lyrics

[Hook] I hit that, I hit that I can't even lie, I drilled that p**y I can't even lie, I ditched that p**y Take this $500 and let me get that p**y I hit that, I hit that I can't even lie, I drilled that p**y I can't even lie, I ditched that p**y Take this $500 and let me get that p**y [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] You gonna take this $500 and let me get that thing I can't even lie I can't resist that frame The way she ride a dick is a goddamn shame And the way she s** a dick I can't forget that brain It's a real good day, make six good plays Kept her at the mansion like six whole days I'm not no kid and I sure don't play But my money's standing taller than a high top fade I'm looking oh so Dapper Dan in these brand new Js Multimillionaire with all these goddamn waves? Tried to charge me 500, baby that's chump change And your boyfriend is a lame, I'm a goddamn train [Hook] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] If I had a quarter for all the who*es I hit I'd be like Bill Gates, top of the Fortune list I heard your girlfriend cheated on you, that's unfortunate And she prayed the soul, the baby, y'all aborted it I hit like five dimes but I ain't keepin' score with it And that was yesterday, I'm ballin' like a Patriot I give her dirt, you say you're drinking ‘cause I paid for it But I'm so rich, b**h, that it ain't really cost me sh** They let the boss in this b**h, I'm spillin' sauce 'n' sh** I'm Mr. Forbes list b**h, I got a costly dick Your baby momma in the booth s**in' sausages I'm gettin' my dick s**ed in my office sippin' coffee, b**h ('sgucci!) [Hook] [Verse 3: Juicy J] She got a lot, she gettin' paid Bust it open, watch her work the stage Slidin' down the pole like she's finna for the fire You smoke her out, I get the b**h higher Hotties clappin' that a** for cash b**h n***a I'm throwin' bags Poppin' bottles, throwin' dollars Gin down the throat, make that b**h swallow Make her twerk while I'm puffin' purp' She gon' make your pockets hurt Dance so freaky, I like it raw But Juciy J ain't Dirt McGirt This look like the Player's Club Plus they all be showing love VIP with the ratchet b**hes Shakin' a**, off the d** (mollies!) They love me in the club ‘cause they know I'm tippin' She might leave with a coupe That's just how I'm feelin' Real street n***a I'mma let her hit my weed Take her to my hotel And put her on her knees [Hook]