Lyrics Cream - 2000Baby

Fucking on them basic bitches
Told myself I'm done done with that
Beefin' wit these nobodies
Told myself I'm done with that
Cause funkin' on the internet
Naw I just can't fuck wit that
I let them niggas say whatever
I ain't hearin' nun of that
Dawg you need to get some money
Now tell them niggas run wit that
Showing what you used to have
Like nigga where yo hustle at
All you niggas weak as hell
Show me where the muscle at
I know you hear me loud and clear
Cause boy this ain't no mumble rap
Glizzy got a drum attached
Make you do some jumping jacks
Toss the bag I'm to the crib
Just like I'm a running back
I bet you once when a nigga up
All my bitches coming back
Like baby you ain't gotta front
You know you wanna double back

Smoking on some good wedding
But I can't give a bitch no ring
I don't like to do the texting
I'm Mr. Leave A Bitch On Seen
Do the dirt then get away
Bitch I'm Mr. Flee The Scene
Cash rule everything around me
Bitch you know I'm gettin' cream
Smoking on some good wedding
But I can't give a bitch no ring
I don't like to do the texting
I'm Mr. Leave A Bitch On Seen
Do the dirt then get away
Bitch I'm Mr. Flee The Scene
Cash rule everything around me
Bitch you know I'm gettin' cream

If she ain't fuckin' gotta leave
Kick her like a cup of lean
Treat a boujee like she basic
All my bitches say I'm mean
Fuck em till I make em scream
But still though that don't mean a thing
You can never be my main
Baby you ain't make the team
This clip holdin' half a hunnid
This a different magazine
Bullets bouncing off his body
Hit em like a trampoline
Niggas know what time I'm on
I ain't even have to speak
I'm flaming like some gasoline
I think that's why they mad at me
But a lot of niggas pussy and they rats
Just like Tom and Jerry
Swear these niggas actin' just like hoes
Call em Tyler Perry
Yeah you got a pole but won't blow
You still actin' scary
Yeah you got designer jeans
But ain't no bread in them Amiris
Hit a bitch from Franklin High
Feelin' like I'm Jason Terry
Smokin' on Gelato 33
Feelin' like I'm Larry
Ima keep it real
Until the day a nigga gettin' buried
And ion trust that husband/wife shit
So I ain't gettin married

Smoking on some good wedding
But I can't give a bitch no ring
I don't like to do the texting
I'm Mr. Leave A Bitch On Seen
Do the dirt then get away
Bitch I'm Mr. Flee The Scene
Cash rule everything around me
Bitch you know I'm gettin' cream