Tyga - I Just Wanna Hit lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyga] Listen, Listen y'all wanna hear a story here it go Sexual, she's so X-rated where the kids can't go Think so, I know so experienced a week ago Expedia.com to her throat, but still cla**y though Which bothered me, like Amish people in my area code 3-1-0, Tyga man for her ringtone So I never call her when she's home, only cell phone She hate it when I put her on hold, especially for other hoes, (Im Sorry) Say wait, I'm a rapper and it runs in the family Young Money family, GED family I'm average, accepting all challenges Sexy can I feel you with this camera and Kardashian ya… And I don't need no hook for this sh** Tyga Tyga man only wanna hit! (I do, I do) I don't need no hook for this sh**, (no, no, no!) I'm just tryna hit, like I can't miss! [Verse 2: Short Dawg] Girl come over here let me whisper in your ear And say the type of things that have you dripping like a tear So I can treat it like a car crash and hit you from the rear And leave your man mad cause you been missing for a year Chea, Peep the youngin swag You heard a bunch of braggin' But she ain't ever had nobody hit it like a punchin' bag You ain't never got smashed in the backseat of a drop Jag Legs in the air, while the cops pa** She tried to tell me that she never did a rapper So I pulled out my lollipop and let her lick the rapper (What up Wayne) And I never kiss her after, I pa** her to my dawgs Yeah, they like lottery numbers Girl you have to hit ‘em all See, first they start to choose Now probably p**y's oozin' In a second, I'mma have her naked like Marques Houston Yep, you messin' with the boy of Houston Robert Davis in my cup so let's start this screwin' (Sing to ‘em Short) And I don't need no hook for this sh**, (oh yeah? And why's that?) Cause she gon' let me hit(she gon' let me hit) Yep, she gon' let me hit (she gon' let me hit) Yep, she gon' let me hit! [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Uh, uh, uh, uh, ummm Uh, uh, uh, uh, ummmmm Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh – (laughs) Ok, now shawty take your clothes off And I'mma hit it, I'mma hit it ‘till we doze off And when we wake up I'mma hit it ‘till we doze off She say her p**y is the spot And Im like if that's the case I'mma beat it like Johnnie Cochran And I'm a rock it like Houston I'm leanin' Ain't nothin' between me and you but this bikini Now can I take it off ya Rub my tongue across ya I do it so right She called me an author But I am just a Carter Yeah I'm just a Carter Straight to the Carter Yeah, that's where I Raw it up And I swear I'mma make her cheer like victory Shawty, shawty you can get speared like Britney, literally! And I don't need no hook for this sh** Im just tryna hit it, hit it like I can't miss! Shawty I don't need no hook for this sh** Im just tryna hit it, hit it like I can't miss!