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Artiste : T-Pain
Titre : Lit
Yeah, boy, you gettin´ that T-Pain and Aoki (Gucci)
All of y´all tryna do our shit, you just soundin´ like karaoke (Huh?)
Long as y´all gettin´ lit (Yeah)

Yellow Claw gettin´ lit (Ha)
Long as y´all gettin´ lit, let´s go

[Gucci Mane]
It´s Gucci Mane in this bitch, and yeah, it´s lit, hella lit
Yellow Rollie on my wrist, same color my yellow bitch
I say I ain´t got no type, but I prefer ´em super thick
I was born for this shit, you too borin´ for the bitch
In the foreign, motor roarin´, sittin´ on Forgis with a kit
Plus my outfit sick with it just like E-40 and the clique
I´m so spoiled, she don´t get naked, it´s hard for me to tip

I´m so hard, got ´em runnin´ and I just put in the tip

[T-Pain]
They don´t see me
Oh no, they don´t see me
Your girl´s drawers comin´ down
But the hands go up to the ceilin´
I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it
I´m throwin´ money in the VIP
I´m ballin´ out, so you know it´s me
They tell me, baby you were born makin´ big noise
Hanging in the street, yeah
I be hangin´ in the street, oh lord
I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee that I´m the shit
If you´re feelin´ like me, I guarantee it´s about to get lit

[Gucci Mane]
I´m tryna live, tryna hit Club Liv and spend a mil
Who wanna chill with a rich nigga?
Can´t wait to pay your bills
Listen here, I just made 20 thousand disappear
See it clear, crystal clear
Just like these diamonds in my ear
I´m tryna live, tryna hit Club Liv and spend a mil
Who wanna chill with a rich nigga?
Can´t wait to pay your bills
I´ma put that top [?] shit in your ear, listen here
I just pulled up to the front, trunk in the rear
Gucci

[T-Pain]
They don´t see me
Oh no, they don´t see me
Your girl´s drawers comin´ down
But the hands go up to the ceilin´
I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it
I´m throwin´ money in the VIP
I´m ballin´ out, so you know it´s me
They tell me, baby you were born makin´ big noise
Hanging in the street, yeah
I be hangin´ in the street, oh lord
I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee that I´m the shit
If you´re feelin´ like me, I guarantee it´s about to get lit