Asian Da Brat – Come Find Me Lyrics


Come Find Me By Asian Da Brat

Shh, wah! Shh, ayy

Lil’ b—- said she looking for me (what?)
Lil’ b—- come find me (bah!)
I’m in Dallas, Texas, thuggin’, ayy (ayy)
With some n—– thats grimy
You n—– p—- (p—-!)
He gon’ shoot and miss it (grah!)
Y’all n—– ain’t slimey
I got the drop on a opp right now, ayy
My n—– riding and sliding (go!)
Talking money, I’m listening (uh)
B—- this grown men business
N—- don’t get in your feelings, ayy
I’m young, pretty and gifted (on gang!)
Don’t open yo mouth hoe, listen
Shh, listen, listen, b—-, listen

Drop top stunting with a bad b—- (thotty!)
And we both from the bottom, ain’t have s—
If a n—- wanna talk, I’m taxing (shh)
But a n—- can’t f—, I’m a savage (yeah)
Bro’s over hoes, hoes over hoes (on gang!)
Gang over everything, n—– and hoes
We was dirty in the field, had to wear the same clothes
Boy’s down road tote big a– poles (grah! boom!)
Outside on the block, ducking cops
Cooling with thots, these hoes so popped
“Aye, thats the b—- from school you mopped!” (haha)
Like a Benz, I dropped her top
On go I can’t be stopped
Sixteen, thuggin, had the streets on lock
Like a pimple, I pop (pop)
Slim waist; Crime Mob, rock my hips then drop (drop)

Your new b—-? She average, ayy (what?)
I’m playing these n—– like Mavericks (uh)
Dunking on hoes, they calling me Magic (uh)
Ghetto b—-, her attitude savage
Got in my bag, I stayed to myself
These hoes ain’t felt half what I felt (what?)
I’m known to step, I’m known to swing (what?)
So don’t say s— that you don’t mean (gang!)

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Go! (Go!) She gay on the low (low)
That b—- known to blow (blow)
That n—- gon hit the floor (boom)
Go! (Go!), Go! (Go!)
Ain’t no in between
You a opp, them n—– green
B—- I put on for my team
She ratchet, sassy (hah)
F— him, took the backend (back!)
Monclear print up on my jacket
N—– be broke these n—– acting (actors)
Ayy, he dizzy (dizzy)
Tryna link up and get up with me (uh)
N—– be funny, these n—– so silly
B—- my patience cost a milli’ (racks)
Lil’ b—-, come get up with me
We in the trap with a big ol’ glizzy (uh, boom!)
My n—– hot like Wayne
Your n—– ducking; scary; got p—- in ’em
Took yo’ b—-, she fertile
Say you want beef, in a pot we stirring
How you a gangsta? N—- you a girl
Do it my way ‘cuz this my world (b—-!)

Lil’ b—- said she looking for me (what?)
Lil’ b—- come find me (bah!)
I’m in Dallas, Texas, thuggin’, ayy (ayy)
With some n—– thats grimy
You n—– p—- (p—-!)
He gon’ shoot and miss it (grah!)
Y’all n—– ain’t slimey
I got the drop on a opp right now, ayy
My n—– riding and sliding (go!)
Talking money, I’m listening (uh)
B—- this grown men business
N—- don’t get in your feelings, ayy
I’m young, pretty and gifted (on gang!)
Don’t open yo mouth hoe, listen
Shh, listen, listen, b—-, listen (go!)