Lyrics One-Hunnit Ona South - CEO Trayle
He
took
the
cheap
way
out
I
had
made
like
a
hunnit
ona
South
I'll
put
a
gun
in
his
mouth
I'll
put
a
dick
in
her
mouth
Broke
ass
nigga
kicked
out
Yeaaa
Different
bitch
get
hit
at
the
'tel
I
won't
kiss
this
bitch
won't
tell
I
had
ten
of
them
shits
at
Shells
By
myself
I
had
took
that
L
I
had
took
a
L
then
a
dub
You
won't
see
Trayle
at
the
club
Heard
I
smell
good
from
ya
girl
And
now
he
upset
And
he
say
it's
smoke
(Puff
it
up)
762's
put
em
ona
floor
get
up
Don't
cuff
her
You
know
she
going
I
fucked
Niggas
said
they
be
glowing
me
up
Mad
kus
I'm
getting
this
money
And
they
fucked
up
He
a
junky
just
like
Johnny
I
was
putting
on
rings
like
Sonic
I
gotta
get
clean
back
dirty
Told
the
bitch
yeen
gotta
love
it
Fuck
with
me
yeen
gotta
judge
it
Locked
in
but
he
ain't
gotta
budget
Spend
this
shit
we
ain't
got
a
budget
If
she
bad
then
I
go
buy
her
some
How
you
got
a
chop
no
drum
Ion
wanna
talk
bout
none
I
was
ina
spot
I'm
thumbing
Tell
her
ion
love
no
other
woman
Touch
that
pussy
she
get
to
cumin
Bitch
cum
one
time
tell
her
keep
coming
I
respect
my
bitches
I
even
gave
my
ex
some
kisses
They
broke
up
kus
her
ex
went
missing
Pull
up
on
me
expeditious
I
was
having
Chanaenae
senses
Left
the
bitch
in
the
Dior
distance
I
hope
Slime
get
Amiri
acquitted
Yeaa
Bitch
put
her
pants
on
the
floor
Ask
her
why
she
do
that
Only
want
the
top
from
the
top
But
that
shit
might
bring
me
back
Only
want
the
mouth
with
the
slop
3k
twist
with
the
gawk
Shoot
it
I
won't
miss
with
the
Glock
I
was
like
a
kid
in
her
bra
Baddest
bitch
still
ever
saw
Know
I'm
ona
run
from
the
law
Pull
up
in
a
foreign
and
I
park
Showing
no
emotion
ina
dark
What
the
fuck
happened
to
my
dawgs
Niggas
got
to
cappin
to
the
blogs
Ion
speak
on
it
at
all
I
ain't
go
no
choice
but
to
ball
1 Barbie & Ken
2 Monster Too
3 From the Bottom
4 Elmer Fudd
5 Backdoor Mayweather
6 Show Me
7 Welcome to the Ghetto
8 Sneaky
9 Fake Percs
10 One-Hunnit Ona South
11 Superfly
12 No Secret
13 Strangers
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