Lil Fizz

Lil Fizz - La La La lyrics

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Yeah 

Whoah! 

Yeah 

Come in my crib you sweet sexy succulent thang 

Sit on my couch ma 

Kick Ya Feet Up 

Roll that weed up 

I don't smoke but you can blaze if you want to 

You Have Now Entered... 

A Fizzo party 



[Verse 1:] 

This is for my hood chicks, model chicks, stripper girls; holla for me 

Lift up ya robes Estrange mami show me 

Natu-Ral, braids, weaves, or blonde streaks 

You all look good so tell me who gon freak 

I'm hot me want leak in the streets like 50 

Down low whateva, dub girl whateva 

Tell a friend tell her friend 

To tell her friends I'm here with Chrissy 

You should bring some pull-ups cuz you might get pissy 

Smooch-Smooch, Kiss-Kissy, Touchy-Touch (uh) 

Fizz wit a flock of freaks I'm so lucky 

Absolutely, she's afroscentric 

Her friend's a bug-a-boo and damn she's relentless 

Staggering titty poppin out her blouse 

Loud shoutin through my house 

Hurlin all ova my couch (eww/uh) 

Take her upstairs lay her in my guestroom 

Come show me love ma let the party resume (we here) 



[Chorus:] 

(We here) 

Ta All my thug misses 

My bust slug misses 

My hold it dub misses 

My push drug misses 

Ta All my thug misses 

My bust slug misses 

My hold it dub misses 

My push drug misses 

La La (yea)La La (yea) La La (yea) La La (yea) 



[Verse 2:] 

I'm the science behind mackin it's evident 

I'm sellin records besides rappin it's evident 

I went from chickens to the highest caliber of women 

I see you eye screwin ya hate seein me grinnin 

And it's a pain in the ass to walk through the mall 

In Footlocker just tryna buy shoes chicks shocked and appalled 

Livin my life like a Jackson or an Osbourne 

The way to interact with me is like watchin soft porn 

I'm throwin lingerie parties in my condo now 

And any broad hold the bottle now 

I invite more than models now 

I bring the projects too my EdgeMarq chicks hold me down (yea) 

I'm the perfect example of Robin Hood 

Sold a million, but I'm not a product of Hollywood (uh) 

6 packs,(uh) stretch marks, (yea) 

You still a queen ma 

You on my team ma 



[Chorus:] 

(We here) 

Ta All my thug misses 

My bust slug misses 

My hold it dub misses 

My push drug misses 

Ta All my thug misses 

My bust slug misses 

My hold it dub misses 

My push drug misses 

La La (yea)La La (yea) La La (yea) La La (yea) 



[Verse 3:] 

If I hate on you I give you some fame 

If I remain silent you'll smother in shame 

Why should I bring beef to a vegetable 

You just another tax write off next ta go 

Ya label got you gassed up like Texaco 

I got fans from Asia to Mexico (uh) 

Women makin a hunned thou a year 

They game so sincere spittin in my young ear 

Tellin me this, tellin me that 

But they really wanna know if our incomes match 

That's how it is homie 

They can't do nuthin for me 

You love me long time 

You do da best ta show me 

Cuz every date is an audition 

You onna mission wishin we'd go beyond cheek ta cheek kissin 

But imagination stimulates the mind 

We'll see who you are in time 

(Slow ya roll girl) 



[Chorus:] 

(We here) 

Ta All my thug misses 

My bust slug misses 

My hold it dub misses 

My push drug misses 

Ta All my thug misses 

My bust slug misses 

My hold it dub misses 

My push drug misses 

La La (yea)La La (yea) La La (yea) La La (yea)
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Language: English

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