Aww [bad word] #33; lyrics

[1st Verse:]
Lookin’ too fly walkin’ to the bar
Niggas wanna stop, askin’ who I are
Hands on my waist tryna find out
If I’m gonna flip off of one drink and can he get down
I’m a rock hip-hop pop star
 [bad word] I got the doe and a fast car
 [bad word] from nothin’ when [bad word] [bad word] 
Roll with the realest that can take out your whole crew

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

[2nd Verse:]
I don’t like to dance to a slow song
You too close and I can’t get my groove on
Drop a beat and let a girl feel somethin’
I’m so gutter, watch me two-step do somethin’
Tippy-toes tip and make a mean walk
I ain’t tryna listen to your big talk
High off my drink for the third time
 [bad word] and get it
Watch me make these niggas fall in line

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

[3rd Verse:]
‘Bout to head to the hills ‘fore I pass out
Get my coat from the check ‘fore I spaz out
Pull my whip to the front and I jump in
Catch a [bad word]  from the niggas in the black Benz
Red light and now they tryna hop in
(Remember when I was in school, I was your boyfriend)
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Got the tint so we never entertain those
Hungry [bad word] groupies on the phone like they got hoes

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

[Bridge:]
Now I’m feelin’ m’m, m’m good
Eyes filled up with the bloodshots
Look like a lamp with the lights out
Now he’s tryna get a lick but I’m long gone

Keep, keep talkin’
Keep, keep talkin’
Keep, keep talkin’
Keep, keep talkin’

[Smoke’s Rap:]
Who’s this man who’s not star?
Yet you wondering who I are
On track with rock hip-hop star, the pop star
Who the man behind hot bars?
Smoke, I’m soon to be popular
Now, where he from?
Is it my city, your city?
All you need to know, [bad word] from a dope city
Never shoot the boys, still keep the dope Bentley
Text to the cush with a chase of the Henny
And when I’m lookin’ for a freak, really picky-picky
And if it smell icky, tell her pull up her Vickie’s
But if it smell alright, I might do the licky-licky
Let you suck on my neck but, please, no hickie-hickies

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww [bad word] #33;
I can make a whole song talk [bad word] #33;