Lyrics

Late night after dark, that shit was major hard My next crib just like arenas, gotta pay to park Shorty slid in wit her buddy, made em take it off She fine just like some wine, she look like Asian Doll Catch me at the show, it's like the BET They tried to stop us at the door, we was like 50 deep Brought the vibes straight to the jet, we let em pick the seat They thought I worked inside the lab, the way I mix the lean We snuck in with the weed, but they still let us a blow If you say you need a load, you gotta let us know Shorty fuckin with the white, I never met the pope I been needing extra space, feel like an exit row Cuban for the link, I just bought a mink X been activated, so it's hard to blink Money talks we in LA, I feel like Charlie sheen Bitch I work straight from my phone, but I'm still hard to reach He stayed inside the crib, just to stack it up But when he pop out to the club, he brought them racks to us I been coming really tough, feel like I packed a truck She offered me the pussy, I ain't ask to fuck Move on to the suite, I'll be here a week When you walk outside this room, I bet not hear a peep If you wanna get a hit, just lemme hear the beat Never trust a soul and never fear the weak Know I'm never losin Shit, I had to count them racks but let's get back into it Man you knew the hoe was choosin, why you actin stupid I just had to tone em down but let's back to music Know I'm never losin Shit, I had to count them racks but let's get back into it Man you knew da hoe was choosin, why you actin stupid I just had to tone em down but let's back to music They heard I'm comin up How the fuck you said you up but you ain't come to us Bro ain't really even up just made a couple bucks He gone play against himself but still the runner up I done took his chick and now he mad at me Got him cryin on the net that shit be sad to see Claimin bitches wasn't shit he just ain't have the cheese Coulda really hit the league but now I tackle beats Off white out the gate now that's a double play Came through out the back don't go the other way He gone get it gone we sold another trey I been up some Ks say imma heavy weight First time not your fault you gotta take a risk They say I sound like crack this back in 86 Whips on top of whips we tryna take a trip I stayed in da game you tryna play the bench Hit the switch Just got off the jet, we to da ritz again If you want that bag, you betta get it in Boy you lookin nervous, why you fidgetin J moe brought the ice, I think he shiverin Money blue like Michigan Bitches burnin rubber like she michilen That was just simple shit They thought I paid the rent the way I'm in this bitch Better watch ya step when i come in this bitch That's how imma end this shit
Writer(s): Jamal Stovall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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