Sport Lyrics

Sport - Sexyy Red

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Okay

Northside

Yeah, it's Sexyy

Bitch

You know what the fuck goin' on, ho

Bitch, I been a boss and can't nobody tell me otherwise

Let him kill the coochie, take a Plan B, double homicide

Dick stand at attention when he see me, it's gon' fall in line

Bitch, I throw it back and bust it open like a forty-five

Treat him like a couch, I sit this ass right on his sexy face

You know that this coochie smell like water, it ain't got no taste

Make these niggas nut just off my words, you hoes can't relate

My body firm, my money long, my coochie good, that's how I beat the case (Sexyy)

Caramel-skin bitch from the North (Yeah)

Legs lookin' good when I rock my booty shorts (Yeah, yeah)

Can't trust what bitches say if you ain't hear it from the source (Ayy)

You know I be killin' these hoes, that's my sport (You know it)

Hoes lame, they some dorks

Bitch, keep it cool, or get popped like a cork (Grraow, baow)

I ain't have a weapon, so I stabbed her with a fork

You know I be killin' these hoes, that's my sport

Let him ride behind me (Skrrt), lost him, he can't find me (Yoom)

Flip him like a quarter, you can't tell me 'bout no dime piece

I know I'm the shit, baby, you ain't gotta remind me

I'll hop on your song and make your label wanna sign me

Me and all my sisters stick together like we Siamese (Twin)

Baby keep them chopsticks by his side, I think he Chinese (Ching-choing)

Poppin' big shit with no award or no nominees

Bitch, your coochie dry, I'm tryna flood him with tsunamis

Caramel-skin bitch from the North (Yeah)

Legs lookin' good when I rock my booty shorts (Northside, Northside)

Can't trust what bitches say if you ain't hear it from the source

You know I be killin' these hoes, that's my sport (On Blood)

Hoes lame, they some dorks (Lame ass)

Bitch, keep it cool, or get popped like a cork (Grraow, baow)

I ain't have a weapon, so I stabbed her with a fork (Grraow, baow)

You know I be killin' these hoes, that's my sport