Текст песни Pick One - LarryHallOfFame

Had to take the presi back I want them diamonds a lor bigger
I can't fuck lil momma told her come back when she a Lor thicker
No matter what you do man don't compare me to no lor nigga
Get rid of them fake ones keep the ones that keep it real witcha
Pulled up here alone but I can't leave with just one
Henny in my system it'll get the job done
Money in my pockets told her she can get some
If she twerking or she working told lil baby pick one

She heard stories from her homegirls yes bitch I'm the same one
Seven digits up still rock dope boys no way my chain tucked
I'm havin' this shit my way I called this play 21 that's game no luck
From the East to the bay she slay no matter what they say
Either way my niggas we up
We can take this shit past the roof
We can take this shit past the truth
So what you wanna do
I'm preacher like a pastor do
Got way more money then your last dude do
My price firm ain't no wiggle room
Fuck her on the couch in the living room
Got flow in the start and the finish too
Don't get in my way I'll finish you
I'm spitting in her ear like a Bluetooth
I don't even know you nigga who you
I don't even want a part want the whole truth
When you lonely in the bed I'll hold you
I can't even judge you I don't know you
I'll lead by example I'll show you
Watch the niggas you keep they'll fold you
Catch a blessing you do what you supposed to