Songtexte
Yeah,
bitch
I
got
it
out
the
muscle
You
can
shake
my
hand
but
I
don't
trust
you
Back
up,
fuck
all
of
that
talking
I
won't
touch
you
Imma
shoot,
then
imma
look
for
all
the
ones
that
love
you
I'm
a
dog
Pit
Bull,
Rottweiler
Yo
ho
wanna
pet
me
then
neck
me,
she
a
top
slider
Hit
her
from
the
back
got
her
ass
walking
lopsided
When
I
hit
she
go
up
up,
that's
a
pop
flyer
I
be
in
my
groove
feelin
cool
but
don't
start
fire
Cause
I'll
put
a
halt
to
ya
moves
like
a
popped
tire
I
don't
stop
at
stop
signs
or
red
lights
when
I'm
sliding
I
be
on
go,
fuck
the
law
I
don't
abide
by
em
She
be
on
hoe,
I
ain't
mad
cause
I'm
a
hoe
too
Slut
me
out
babygirl
cause
I'll
fuck
the
whole
crew
Quarantine
got
me
feelin
thirsty
what
the
mouth
do
Baby
girl
I'm
grown
straight
to
it
what
about
you
I
be
on
some
cool
shit
Maybe
on
some
tool
shit
Fresh
up
out
the
gym
lookin
swole,
post
a
cool
flick
She
sending
me
nude
pics
Her
last
nigga
losing
Cause
I'm
looking
at
her
like
how
could
you
lose
this
Baby
so
bad,
Mike
Jack
no
homo
Fuck
her
good
she
giving
free
promo
Letting
all
her
friends
know
How
I
beat
it
in
the
backseat
of
the
bimmer
Kitty
so
good
I'm
feeling
like
I
need
to
tip
her
Like
she
a
stripper,
and
she
a
dime
I
grabbed
a
quarter
she
my
twister
It's
pearled
everytime
Since
I
hit
she
got
thicker,
make
her
work
everytime
Stretching
shawty
out
she
say
it
hurt
everytime
And
she
roll
up
turn
her
hoe
up
then
she
dip
If
it's
war
I'm
a
soldier,
I
show
up
and
empty
clips
If
it's
all
about
a
dollar
then
I'm
wit
all
of
that
shit
And
I
stay
wit
all
the
drip,
might
put
Dior
on
ya
bitch
Shawty
tryna
steal
my
closet,
baby
you
is
not
slick
I
hit
twice
and
you
got
two
hoodies
out
the
crib
Won't
be
a
third
time
Three
strikes
you
out,
I
get
big
amounts
I
spend
time
wit
these
women
in
real
slim
amounts
I
spend
time
flipping
digits
tryna
figure
my
shit
out
I'd
be
lying
if
I
said
I
didn't
start
without
some
doubt
But
I
can't
doubt
myself
now
Got
a
bit
of
wealth
now
Really
on
my
shit
bitch
I
never
need
no
help
now
Slid
my
mom
some
racks
but
she
don't
need
them
shits
either
Business
going
smoove
but
I'm
like
fuck
it
go
buy
Jada
sneakers
Smoove
on
his
shit,
get
on
beats
and
I
lose
it
I
been
going
crazy,
going
stupid
yeah
On
some
real
shit
I
just
want
a
baddie
Yeah
I
got
one
but
two
would
make
me
happy
I
can't
please
everyone,
truthfully
and
sadly
When
it's
all
said
and
done
I
bet
I
feed
the
family
Baby
girl
can
a
nigga
hit
it
in
the
morning
I
be
stressed
out
so
right
now
I
need
some
more
head
I
be
tryna
hit
every
night
cause
you
ain't
boring
Every
time
you
buss
I
be
feeling
like
I'm
scoring
yeah
Yeah,
yeah
yeah
Yeah,
yeah
yeah
Yeah
yeah
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