Sexyy Redd

[Intro: Rx Papi]

(Surf Gang, bitch)

Want a bitch like Sexyy Red, want a bitch like, uh

Want a bitch like, hm

It's the dawg

[Chorus: Rx Papi, 1600j]

Want a bitch like Sexyy Red

My bitch still like Jenny [?]

Baby how you handle that?

Love it when you throw it back

Lift my left wrist on a bitch, I fuck around, cause a cardiac

Call my phone like "Where you at?"

I hang up on you, I'll call you back

I ain't the one you gon' argue with

Hit the door and get all your shit

I want a bitch like Sexyy Red

Snatch her bonnet, give me head

Fucking her what? Why you acting scared?

Big body beat when I'm backing in

I'm putting that shit on [?], damn

The way her ass move, I'm like "Lord damn"

Papi move slow likе he off four Xan's

Bitch want me to record [?]

Baby girl cashing out [?]

Blеw my [?], I forgot my pill

I'm too geeked up, I don't know what's real

She see no [?] but she know it's there

She think I'm [?], want two-hundred for nails

If she keep this shit P I'ma buy her Chanel

Said she can't talk to me 'cause I'm biased as hell

But you can't talk to me 'cause I'm fried as hell

Ain't no talking to me, I got clientele

I'm finna get rich, only time can tell

[Verse: 1600j]

Got money on me, I ain't signed a deal

Nigga move funny, ain't keepin' it real

Money so tall, same size O'Neal

Pockets on fat, these niggas still frail

I just been geekin', the Perc' my pill

I [?] for this shit, [?] too many [?]

[?], I go for the kill, huh, kill

[Chorus: Rx Papi, 1600j]

Want a bitch like Sexyy Red

My bitch still like Jenny [?]

Baby how you handle that?

Love it when you throw it back

Lift my left wrist on a bitch, I fuck around, cause a cardiac

Call my phone like "Where you at?"

I hang up on you, I'll call you back

I ain't the one you gon' argue with

Hit the door and get all your shit

I want a bitch like Sexyy Red

Snatch her bonnet, give me head

Fucking her what? Why you acting scared?

Big body beat when I'm backing in

I'm putting that shit on [?], damn

The way her ass move, I'm like "Lord damn"

Papi move slow like he off four Xan's

Bitch want me to record [?]

Baby girl cashing out [?]

Blew my [?], I forgot my pill

I'm too geeked up, I don't know what's real

She see no [?] but she know it's there

She think I'm [?], want two-hundred for nails

If she keep this shit P I'ma buy her Chanel

Said she can't talk to me 'cause I'm biased as hell

But you can't talk to me 'cause I'm fried as hell

Ain't no talking to me, I got clientele

I'm finna get rich, only time can tell