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Shwayze

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hit It Lyrics - Shwayze

And the hours shakin' 

But I was running on empty baby 

Do you know what that can do to you 

Looks like I need a little jet fuel 

 

It was 6AM I was drunk off gin 

Swervin' through the lanes all over 

I had a brunette woo woo 

She had a body like a corvette 

Vroom vroom 

Soon me and you will hit the both 

I'll be buzzin' like a fly on shit to you 

And there's somethin' when I slide up into you 

So comfortable 

You come for me and I'll come for you 

I'll meet you in the middle 

Like a twinkie's fillin' 

Give me a sip of that drink you're spillin' 

Give me a sip of that drink you're spillin' 

 

It was Saturday night 

I was feelin' alright 

I bought a ticket to paradise 

Her daddy was away on a business trip 

She said, "Shwayze, you wanna hit this shit?" 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

Yeah I'm about too. 

 

And the hours shakin' 

But I was running on empty baby 

Do you know what that can do to you 

Looks like I need a little jet fuel 

 

I filled up at a spot hit the road 

Stopped a couple houses down the road 

Her best friend Roe opened the door 

She said, "Woah, motherfucker your dick is exposed!" 

I gave her a smile, said. "Child, I know!" 

Give me a sip of that drink you're spillin' 

 

It was Saturday night 

I was feelin' alright 

I bought a ticket to paradise 

Her daddy was away on a business trip 

She said, "Shwayze, you wanna hit this shit?" 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

Yeah I'm about too. 

 

I got home smelling like cheap cologne 

Lookin' like an empty glass of jack and coke 

I said woah I need a wakeup call 

Wake up girl, I'll leave my door unlocked 

Little miss slipped in a slip 

Silk butterscotch dip spillin' on my quilt 

 

Lift up her legs 'til I get to the feature presentation 

Vibration breakin' the bed 

The lovely maiden got me shakin' my head 

Leavin' the sheets all covered in sweat 

Blood and tears you'd think it was a soap opera 

These are my golden years 

 

It was Saturday night 

I was feelin' alright 

I bought a ticket to paradise 

Her daddy was away on a business trip 

She said, "Shwayze, you wanna hit this shit?" 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

Yeah I'm about too. 

 

I'll be buzzin' like a fly on shit to you 

And it's gimme a sip of that drink you're spillin' 

 

I'll be buzzin' like a fly on shit to you 

And it's gimme a sip of that drink you're spillin' 

 

It was Saturday night 

I was feelin' alright 

I bought a ticket to paradise 

Her daddy was away on a business trip 

She said, "Shwayze, you wanna hit this shit?" 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

You wanna hit this shit? 

Yeah I'm about too.