Lyrics ^.^
Oh (oh) Yeah (yeah)

[Chorus]
Uh bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
I ain't worried bout shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
I'm on my own shit
you don't see my outfit
Bitch I'm ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin
Bi-bi-bitch I'm the shit
See me ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin
Bitch I'm the shit

[Verse 1]
Bitches all in my car, they want to run with the star
Got all these niggas mad, pop the trunk flash a face off
Nigga you ain't met T-Raw, hit the bass so hard
Got bitches taken it off, I can't fuck wit she too tall 
Got a bitch dat play ball, found the pussy I charge
Make that ass applaud, i don't cuff it like the law
I fly a bitch to milan, she don't know what I'm on
I play the game so crazy, she thinking this shit soft

[Hook]
Reel em in, wheel em in, like bana white in wheel a fortune
Why you all up in her face, man she thinking that shit torture
I I win again win again cuz nigga I stay scorching 
I'm the man man on fire kill the style like abortion

[Chorus]
Cuz bitch I'm the shit 
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
I ain't worried bout shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
I'm on my own shit
you don't see my outfit
Bitch I'm ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin
Bi-bi-bitch I'm the shit
See me ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin
Bitch I'm the shit

[Verse 2]
Man these hoes problems so I fuck em never call em
but I love love black woman and they love whats in my wallet
got got gold on in dis frozen C
that last king move over, Talkin loud like my molder
you want some scary shit like october HAHA
take a seat have a soda why you staring over your shoulda
you good man we don't want ya
and you faker than willy wonka
real shit I told you, new styles i showed ya
got green like its a locust, why you on my bumper I'm focused

[Hook]
Reel em in, wheel em in, like bana white in wheel a fortune
Why you all up in her face, man she thinking that shit torture
I I win again win again cuz nigga I stay scorching 
I'm the man man on fire kill the style like abortion

[Chorus]
Cuz bitch I'm the shit 
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
I ain't worried bout shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
Bi-Bitch I'm the shit
I'm on my own shit
you don't see my outfit
Bitch I'm ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin
Bi-bi-bitch I'm the shit
See me ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin
Bitch I'm the shit


Bitch Im The Shit

Lyrics:
[Hook:]
Hit my cat daddy and a nigga start juicin'
Girls gone choose any niggas loosin'

[Verse 1:]
Umm Young Sam back with a hit
No Christmas but I got this gift
And that's just flow now it ain't that funny
Beat the beat up like it owe me money
Yea, I make your girlfriend happy
Hit my cat daddy then my dog like scrappy
Then I start juicin' and I ain't drinkin'
Yea I'm the shit, but no I ain't stinkin'

Take your girl, catch you when you blinkin'
Money keep growin' yo shit keep shrinking
Yea when I was young I was that kid
Now I'm grown
Now a nigga do it big
King of Jerk
If he wanna' replay
Youtube jerk that was me on the freeway
Girls gone choose and you niggas loosin'
Hit my Cat Daddy and a nigga start juicin'

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Ok hit my Cat Daddy and then a nigga start juicin'
Jerkin ain't dead because I'm still in the movement
And I do it big like fat folks
Been had money and ya'll flat broke
Umm break them off no Kit Kat
Without sayin' an word no chit chat
And I'm fly airplane status
All the way turnt' up just like Travis
Still wanna' six nine a nigga she with it
Booty got swagg so I baseball hit it
Young Wayne Gretzky because I'm iced out
Chains so bright that is shines like a light house
Never go left and I only take the right route
And I go in while ya'll stay out
Girls gone choose and you loosin'
Hit my Cat Daddy and a nigga start juicin'


Young Sam- Hit My Cat Daddy

Lyrics ;)
Soon as I walked in the room she was on me
Like nigga take them clothes off and put it on me
So Im about to go hard for real
Let me throw your ass on the bed peel
Your pants, your shirt, panties and your bra
Right off of your body, Ima put you on the wall
Who you gonna call when you need the deal
You already know Ima freak in the sheets.

[Chorus:]
When I get you to the crib (back to the crib)
Upstairs in the bed (upstairs to the bed)
Girl you gon think [4x]
That Ima champion (Ima winner)
I know how to get it done (hell yeah)
Girl you gon think
Girl you gon think
Ima make you think
You gon think
You gon think
You gon think I invented head

I be havin you singin like opera
Put that soprano on your tone like Opera.
I use my tongue yea Ima cookie monster
You an amazon so can you take this anaconda
This the shit so I had to get it on this
Not even 21 but Im already on that grown shit
So can I lick it, lick it, lick it
Why you think we in the kitchen

[Chorus]

Yeah when I kiss you
Yeah when I lick you
It's like na na na na nana
It's like na na na na nana
Baby yeah when I touch you
You know that Im gon... yeah

I Invented Head

Victoria Peluso is a student at F.I.R.S.T. Institute working towards becoming an Audio Engineer and who will be graduating with her Recording Arts and Show Production diploma in December of 2020. From there, she hopes to move to California and work with some of her favorite professional artists.

Victoria always had a passion for Sound design because even though she was thrown into it she was able to catch on very quickly and found that she brought good ideas to the table that could help her business in the future. One day, she hopes to start her own recording studio.

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