Lit Lit

Lit Lit - Bizzle

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Verse 1]

Pull up to the party like, "What up, though?" ("What up, though?")

Looking like an army at the front door (Front door)

I ain't got Bacardi in my cup, though (Cup, though)

I don't drink cool, I'm trying to front folk (Front folk)

It's some bad women in the building, tonight (Tonight)

I'm on tunnel vision, man, I'm chilling, tonight (Tonight)

Done it, but, I needed something real in my life (Life)

And I ain't never met a chick realer than my wife (Wife)

I don't dance much, I play the wall type (Wall type)