Lil' O

Lil' O - Red Beans N' Rice lyrics

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(feat. Zilla) 



[talking] 

All thick girls report to the dance floor 

Right motherfucking now, ya heard me 

It's about to go down, yeah you come here 



[Lil' O & (Zilla)] 

Uh, uh, uh (where them P-Poppers at) 

Come here, uh, uh (where them P-Poppers at) 

Yeah you, uh, uh (where them P-Poppers at) 

Yeah you, uh (where they at) 



[Lil' O] 

Come here baby, you about to give me a seis-a 

Tell me the secret, what your mama feed ya 

Cause you super thick, with your Godly features 

Hop up in the Benz, boo tonight I need ya 

Bow legged broad, said her name Kadisha 

She said she don't play, she guaranteed to please ya 

I said with all that ass, baby I believe ya 

But after I smash, I'ma catch amnesia 

Took her to the room, it was on and popping 

Because her jaws was locked, and then her drawas was dropping 

When I smacked her on her ass, it was soft like cotton 

She had the nice double D's, when she took off her topping 

Then she got low, took it to the flo' 

Asked, (how you wanna see me shake it Lil' O) 

I said you a pro, act like you know 

Make them cheeks jiggle like Jello, whoa 



[Hook x2: Zilla] 

The way you shake that thing, girl you sure look nice 

You won't play games, boo you cold as ice 

Them hips super thick, and that ass is right 

You must of been raised, on red beans and rice 



[Lil' O] 

Caught her at the club, she was turning heads 

Big butt thick thighs, like turkey legs 

On the dance floor, go ahead and twerk it red 

Cute face no waste, we gon hurt the bed 

Word was said, mama use to flirt with Fred 

Some big baller cat, with birds and bread 

He only messed with dime pieces, and thorough-breads 

He caught a case out of state, man I heard he's FED 

Now she in the club, looking for a brand new playa 

And you know I'm looking clean, in my brand new Gators 

My whole entourage thick, any man would hate us 

Broads love us, any woman would date us 

But I'm, choosing you 

Cause with all that ass baby, you's a fool 

We can go to the crib, and do the do 

Or strip butt naked, jump into the pool 

And get all wet, come on 



[Hook x2] 



[Lil' O] 

Now I don't trick (straight up) 

But girl you thick (fa real) 

You gon make, me do it (weeell) 

Hey fuck it I'm a baller, I'll get you a 'fit 

But only cause you thick, and your rump's on fire 

Look like you been, eating Jumbalaya 

You can lick me down, till your tongue get tired 

Then have hot sex, till your buns perspire 

Whoa, baby when the last time you did it 

Cause you looking like, you need a real nigga to hit it 

We ain't gotta play games, if you with it I'm with it 

If you see it and you want it, baby go on and get it 

Cause I got a freaky fetish, I like pulling on hair 

With your t-shirt on, no underwear 

Got your shirt lifted up, now your bumper's clear 

Got the room sounding like, it's thunder there, let's go 



[Hook x2] 



[talking] 

Looord, say boo 

What is your mama feeding you 

Girl you on fire, ya heard me 

Lil' O said you was a hot girl 

But you need to stop girl 

Girl you is thick, ha-ha-ha, man 

Off the chain ya heard me 

Love the way you shake it girl
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