Hit And Run Sean Tizzle (Ft. Tory Lanez)

[Intro]
Yea, yeah, am rolling into you
Hun, hunn, yea, yeah, ihh
You already know what it is
Oh, aihh

[Verse 1]
Girl, from your head to your feet, ma
Girl you fine, no be deceit, ma
Socking like the number hit, ma
Eh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah
You’ the type of girl I wanna keep
Your pretty face, your pretty body got me this far
I heard you’ from the ’round the section of the city
Girl, am so in love with you, girl, best believe it
So, when I hit the Bent’, my baby, ride with me
And girl, you never snitch, you took a ride for me
And when am feeling stressed, you wrote some rhymes for me
Twenti tuso ina pause, you’ un-described for me
When my baby comes around, she keeps them limes for me
Uplowing up ma phone, you’ see those irony, yeah
That am for real

[Chorus]
And when thes-dans-dans, or the both
Ain’t nothing really wrong with a woman
Who’s hustling
Putting on the muscling, and worrying ’bout mamalin
And when she’s standing, all alone
She’s thinking ’bout the (?)
This hustling
Putting on the muscling, and worrying ’bout mamalin, girl