Текст песни respect // DIOS RADIO - Cheldon McQueen

I got a little thing I wanna tell you
I want you believe me right now
oh, baby please

The DIOS
Did It Ourselves
You are now listening to DIOS
Houston motherfuckin' Texas hoe
(Girl these niggas crazy)
(This is DIOS Radio)
Did it our fucking selves
Make shit happen

Money bags when I open up the text, huh
Couple 'thou I don't get out bed for less, huh
Hundred drum just to keep applying pressure
Like LeBron I just want my damn respect, uh
I been on I don't give a fuck what you say
Lemonade and we mix that shit with D'usse
Hard body prolly kill that boy for less
Like LeBron I just want my damn respect

'Fore I'm gone I just want my damn respect
I'm with L-E-$ while ya'll keep on doing less
Aiming at me (pshh) prolly sitting there upset
But you ain't aiming high if they ain't aiming at your neck
Did me wrong what the fuck would you suggest, huh
If it's a debt then that DIOS gone collect, uh
Tempur-Pedic need to give that shit a rest
Before we have them boys waving techs on Bissonet
I'm a bone splitta'
Houston hard hitta'
Betta' getcho bitch from me before I dog sit her
Then I dog walk her
I'm a long dick nigga ain't no small talker
I let ya'll have the summer, I'm back for payment
She told me pull up on her, she impatient
Reupholster pussy, that's renovations
And we do it but it's all entertainment
Only for the (DIOS)

Money bags when I open up the text, huh
Couple 'thou I don't get out bed for less, huh
Hundred drum just to keep applying pressure
Like LeBron I just want my damn respect, uh
I been on I don't give a fuck what you say
Lemonade and we mix that shit with D'usse
Hard body prolly kill that boy for less
Like LeBron I just want my damn respect

I need more ends in this bank account
I need a Porsche GT4 and make it loud
I need a shorty I ain't gotta take it out
DIOS Records at my city shaked it out
I know my momma proud she fucking raised a boss
Make shit happen all that he ever did was talk
The Benz is low as I like to hang my balls
Swang wide bitch I learned it from the Hawk
Did it once and I'll do it again
Iodine poisoning all this pasta and shrimp
Off the top ropes, Hardy boys need a win
Slidin' down Fannin probably seen with yo bitch
Bumpin' Zapp & Rogers baby that's computer love
Ain't never seen another crew like us and now she choosing up
Now it's some thangs she won't do for you but do for us
You can't stop me, now I'm in Houston bitch I threw it up
BANC

Money bags when I open up the text, huh
Couple 'thou I don't get out bed for less, huh
Hundred drum just to keep applying pressure
Like LeBron I just want my damn respect, uh
I been on I don't give a fuck what you say
Lemonade and we mix that shit with D'usse
Hard body prolly kill that boy for LE$
Like LeBron I just want my damn respect