Lyrics

Man, I make this shit look easy It make you wanna pimp a hoe Niggas think I'm sleazy just cuz they in a simpin' show Never do 'em greasy I know she did this shit befo Pouring up that Paulie Mousson Watch her sip it slow and now we saucy Like my shorty with the banks cuz she hella bossy Isaac Yankem how I take em cuz I'm hella flossy Just be careful how you taking shit cuz it get costly If it's smoke, I'm popping off like I'm from Canarsie But I'm not from NY Bitch I rep that FP Got Lombardis in my party while y'all chasing ESPYs From the trenches to the benches like I'm Lisa Leslie Niggas kinging but they basic like they Elvis Presley Yeah we from the same town But I'm more like James Brown Bring that rhyme scheme back around Now we back to square three Wayze Baby in his duffle, knapsack and Hefty If you think the game is sweet, I'm president of Nestle Nigga It's Kuuush, there ain't no comparison I bust em, I duck em and these niggas they cherish em These niggas embarrassing Please pardon my arrogance It's cuz I give box relief To these women I'm Claritin, dawg It's jet skis & palm beaches, I'm treating She hate the weather, so we just switch the seasons, it's easy You get whatever, turned the Visa to genie she need it You getting gifts now, he gon know you cheating, believe me I treat it nicely Ol' boy spicy Come and pick your bishop The juice got her feisty I'm pricy, if I was him I probably wouldn't like me Knowing I get all in the guts just like a knife, b So watch her She cute but head trash, I gotta rob her Keep some bitches at my crib, but man I'm not a Robert I'm a hooligan, get box in every room like I was moving in I get so much brain, dog, it's like I went to school again Fool with him, now we smoking opps the pack a pseudonym Niggas getting mad they wifey cheering so they root against It's crazy, never thought it would be days like this I swear, real niggas only made like this I turned my bitch into my ex and now she don't exist Now I get ate up in the morning like I am breakfast Player shit, I really do this with no pressure, huh Baby see the jewels on my chest I'm looking like a treasure, huh Kuuuush
Writer(s): Taulib Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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