Lit Songtext
von Koncept

We all looking for the answers here
And she just wanna dance in here
I′m just trying to keep it lit
We dying of this cancer here

Yeah, if she want the bag, she should buy it on Canela
She just want a D, wasn't thinking of a child
And now she so mad cause she put on them pounds
But still look, them titties is out
Just bought a new whip, but living with your mother still
Shit, you a sucka still
I got champagne, caviar, and three bitches
I can′t live anywhere that weed is in
I'd really like a girl who could speak different
Languages, know that I'm intrigued with it


We all looking for the answers here
And she just wanna dance in here
I′m just trying to keep it lit
We dying of this cancer here
We all looking for the answers here
And she just wanna dance in here
I′m just trying to keep it lit
We dying of this cancer here

If you did it, chances are that I ain't a fan of that
Wait, who′s man is that?
I been drinking champagne, I been celebrating
Every move I make, you see I set the pace
And she be doing splits, yeah that be dedication
I be on the road and still her bed is waiting
She already wet, I need no preparation
I'm about the hits and no I′m never dating

Just bought a new crib, but living out the country still

Shit's been fucking ill
Band burnt so much, got CDs with it
And my plane don′t got other seats in it
But everything in life just needed me in it

No question it meant to help me see different


We all looking for the answers here
And she just wanna dance in here
I'm just trying to keep it lit
We dying of this cancer here
We all looking for the answers here
And she just wanna dance in here
I'm just trying to keep it lit
We dying of this cancer here