Chris Patrick Lock It Up Lyrics
I’m in that bitch like O-B-G-Y-N
Posting her up my close friends
I don’t want nobody knowing about
Them things we that gon get into
Bad lil bitch, good dental
Ass type thick
No wrapped up
hitting that fat shit
Raw dawg tempo, sheesh
Gah damn
Titty sit pretty like Pam Grier
Stuck to the hip like Pangaea
Lowkey, n***** can’t see her
O-V-E
Double R
A-T-E-D
Sumn she ain’t near
Slid on the plane just to land here
Sit on my face, you could camp here
I ain’t talking Titanic
When i say
I’m tryna eat up till i drown with you
I ain’t talking bout planting
When i say
i need some lil seeds in ground with you
I’m tryna go rounds with you
You would think this was Foreign Exchanges
With the Brits
Way a n**** tryna pound on you
Baby, you know that I’m down
You know that I’m down for you
Ain’t eeen try play shit cool
You hate the non-chalant
I know there’s n***** shooting shots
At you at all the spots
I know you think we full of shit
Promises always dropped
If I’m gon tell you that you mine
I’m gon lock it up
Lock it up –
N***** improper
N***** imposters
Clip up ya roster
N***** ain’t got you
Sitting in cabo
Mission impossible
Missing the pieces
Make you unfollow
Damn
Might as well go ahead and leave em
you do not need em
You up in my phone
With the hopes that a n**** like me could
Complete ya
N***** be stuck on that fuck shit
But you can’t let it get in ya way
Give up the n**** you stuck with
And I’m promise I’ll get you spain
Intimate moments and lust mixed
With the comfort of getting away
Lemme come thru and get you today
Come thru and get you today
Ain’t eeen try play shit cool
You hate the non-chalant
I know there’s n***** shooting shots
At you at all the spots
I know you think we full of shit
Promises always dropped
If I’m gon tell you that you mine
I’m gon lock it up
Lock it up –