Lyrics Rogers Park - Bbyafricka

You could catch a nigga speeding in the fast lane
I was coming in left and right soon as that cash came
I got so many opps I don't know who they is
But I pray to God niggas don't got kids
Stress a nigga out and let a nigga smoke cigs
I'll beat a nigga down 'til he smoke blacks
I ain't even mean to set you up, it was like that
Bitch I got a attitude, where my PPP?

It's my money and I want it right now
Finna go back to robbing niggas out in downtown
And if that nigga call me over, then you know it's going down
(Bitch)
I'ma call that nigga Simon 'cause he do what I say
If that's my nigga, then that's my slave
If you want to be my nigga, you gon' have to be a slave
You gon' have to be tall, you gon' have to be straight
You gon' have to have the curve when the dick real long
If he slang good dick, you better leave him alone

You know I'm a stalker baby
Real Rogers Park baby
Fat bitches got the best pussy on lock, baby

You could catch a nigga speeding in the fast lane
I was coming in left and right soon as that cash came
I got so many opps I don't know who they is
But I pray to God niggas don't got kids
Stress a nigga out and let a nigga smoke cigs
I'll beat a nigga down 'til he smoke blacks
I ain't even mean to set you up, it was like that
Bitch I got a attitude, where my PPP?

It's my money and I want it right now
I'ma do you worse and make your ass go talk to the lady
Took her on a nice date, yeah we went to The Getty
Tryna invite me to the cookout, I said "nah, I ain't ready"
I don't want to meet your mama, bitch your mama disrespectful
Bitch I got a bad temper, bitch you better be careful
I need a big black fat ass nigga like Darryl
Gone and wash that pussy up, make sure that it's sterile
I be hella mad, I be hella sad
Everybody chose up and now you niggas mad

You know I'm a stalker baby
Real Rogers Park baby
Fat bitches got the best pussy on lock, baby

You could catch a nigga speeding in the fast lane
I was coming in left and right soon as that cash came
I got so many opps I don't know who they is
But I pray to God niggas don't got kids
Stress a nigga out and let a nigga smoke cigs
I'll beat a nigga down 'til he smoke blacks
I ain't even mean to set you up, it was like that
Bitch, it was like that