She Let Me Hit It - Ryan Carter

Start the verse, hit record, let’s go!

Semi-pro, songwriter, you know

I am psycho, and my girl’s kinda thick

She just took a st!

She gonna let me hit it now

With my dk!

Now honey can I come inside?

TMI

Blow n into your eye!

You gotta ovary filled with a lotta eggs in it

Say you want a kid, I’ll split!

Everybody lookin' at me

Muggin' an st

Tell em all to suck on a dk

Doing that stupid st

Pushing her head down to show me some love

But don’t bite it!

I saw that look, I get excited!

Ixnay the ombre on the 'irthday 'orse-play

Little gummin' on the birthday, feel all gourmet

Yo, my dating profile says: impotent

Ha!

Ha!

I lied until I got up in it!

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

So you wanna do what I did?

Watch your back or get beat-up

Tryna act like me kid

Mama-unh mama-unh mama come closer

In the soapy-suds, with my rubber duck, in the tub

No soup for the haters, they hate us!

Mad cause I got C-notes by the layers

See me on the floor with high-yield stock traders

Fans of Obama, we all know he’s the greatest

Overachiever!

spirit child of Sigourney Weaver!

Time to make another

Spoof album that’s

The lamest

Olympiad chicks take me on trips

Bought my hits and watch you get ped and throw a fit

Yes yes y’all!

and I won’t stop

On-Demand, play me anytime!

I makes you laugh

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Load this song up quick, if you need a lift

Who’s the chump on the track?

So mysterious in life, some might think I’m a myth

Went from unknown to published wordsmith

People used to clown me

Now they be all pleased to see me

Since I blew up, but I don’t be sleazy

Text using acronyms, I be mackin' son

Would you like to swing, and here’s a chrysanthemum

Never see me piggybacking

I Rather go backpacking son

Gas fracking son

Fright,

Wiggin,

Other words I know, that you thought

That I didn’t

Trust, the people in my life, that’s a given

Helped me get to the top spots, no kiddin

Dating a Klu Klux’s daughter, hillbilly

Tryin to get her pregnant?

YO, don’t be silly!

(HA! HAA!)

But she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!

Na na na na na na na nana

Na na na na nana

And she let me hit it!