CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : So Silly (Remix)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, why am I so?
Yeah, yeah (okay)
Yeah, yeah

Uh, she in my crib
She eat it up like Pac-Man
Dark Knight, all black like I'm Batman (huh, huh)
You like cheese
No wonder you a rat man (huh, huh)
I'm droppin' bombs
It came straight right from Afghan
I told that girl, why you acting silly? (silly?)
I told her f**k a Helicopter
Boutta' go and pop a wheelie (pop a wheelie!)
And my pockets looking fat
But my neck is looking chilly
B*t*h I'm starving (oh my God)
But we ain't going to Chili!

I told her hoe don't change the tempo
I just hit my elbow (I just hit my)
Strapped up just like Velcro
Walk her back like yes
Told hеr it's okay (told hеr it's okay!)
Bad b*t*h hold her weight (bad b*t*h hold hеr weight!)
I just want thе cake (I just want the cake!)
I just want the fish (I just want the fish!)
Five, six, seven, eight
Who do we appreciate?
Aye, I'm feeling good, I'm feeling great
Take my time, but you can wait
BB Simon buckle
Red head b*t*h just like she knuckles
All white gloves, just like I'm knuckles
Protecting green just like I'm knuckles
You're two-face, they call you knuckles

I power up, then you in trouble (Yeah, yeah, yeah go)
I put the game cube in a duffle
I keep on laughing about knuckles (Yeah, yeah, yeah go)
I'm the piece, might turn your puzzle
Got ten turns over, like you Russel
(Yeah)
Buck fifty with some muscle
(Yeah)
Goddamn I hurt my knuckles!
Hey baby, go to work
Throw it back and then she twerk it
Off the chain she go berserk
I'm tryna f**k with her and her
Clean it up real quick, she gone throw a fit (Ay)
Stacking up the chips, I'll just plead the fifth (Roar)
Ha, ha

Ay, ay, ay ,ay
It's the club, with a thug [?]
Shawty says she not a freak, but she's over with the thug
Ooh-wee, put the lean in the cup, now I'm gone (Ooh-wee) [?]
Ooh-wee, she wanna trick, and I got a magic wand
Pull up to the scene (Ay)
Work to the scene (Ay)
That b*t*h got that a** you better twerk, whatchu mean?
B*t*h I'm swimming to the scene
On my neck Spling bling (On my neck Spling!) [?]
He's in there workin' (right, right)
Tilly wonka, Willy Wonka, silly Wonka, I'm on bonkers [?]
I'm on pills, I'm on percs, I'm on molly, doing drugs [?]
Like my tire going flat
He got problems, pop that trunk off
If he try my brother, turn his a**, like he in a saga [?]

Baby, go to work
Throw it back and then she twerk it
Off the chain she go berserk
I'm tryna f**k with her and her
Clean it up real quick, she gone throw a fit
Stacking up the chips, I'll just plead the fifth
Ha, ha