Låttexter:
Urban Mystic Hit Me

you holla at a G cuz you know it's on me it ain't a thing to make the ballers pop (girl hit me) [Chrous] You can hit me in the morning hey girl

you holla at a G cuz you know it's on me it ain't a thing to make the ballers pop (girl hit me) [Chrous] You can hit me in the morning hey girl

more propositions or petitions Seditions met with lynchings and whippings But they won't crush my wishes into submission Foresight courtesy of 3rd Eye Vision Tells me hit

hold up, you ain't heard this Stacks and Mystic ask them b*tches when we just turn them into statistics [Pre-Chorus] Hey there mama bring them home to me [Urban Mystic

hold up, you ain't heard this Stacks and Mystic ask them b*tches when we just turn them into statistics [Pre-Chorus] Hey there mama bring them home to me [Urban Mystic

up, you ain't heard this Stacks and Mystic ask them b*tches when we just turn them into statistics [Pre-Chorus] Hey there mama bring them home to me [Urban Mystic

hold up, you ain't heard this Stacks and Mystic ask them b*tches when we just turn them into statistics [Pre-Chorus] Hey there mama bring them home to me [Urban Mystic