Lyrics

Never knew the bitch but she gone make me know I made a play just like I'm Randy I got 84 I don't pay for sex but she gone weigh the dope I don't hang wit niggas make em take the rope 24 a day I feel like Kobe bean I hit the game the day I saw my cousin sold a fein My nigga put me on the wock the day I poured the lean She left her nigga now she fuckin how it's supposed be But imma let it slide cuz I'm gone pay for mine I hit the gate I jump like Tony I got 85 Nigga say he hate to live but he gone hate to die He said he never needed help but now he facin time Never trust a nigga who gone front for bitches Stov da ceo the way I work the kitchen She done past out off the henny think she burnt her kidney I be slidin in the stu the way the perky hit me Big titties on the Drake, that's a Nikki Minaj Imma let her ass spray he get to actin hard I been liftin all this weight this shit done got me heavy I might let a nigga live but that's if stov let me But if he don't then I guess he goin straight to hell He wasn't gettin money anyways, might as well If I'm addicted, then I'm addicted to the clientele Cause they keep bringing all this mothafuckin money Bitch we get busy, no more pinchin on them pennies These bitches friendly, I just got head up in Denny's They can't get wit me, I be on the road wit all the loads If you want good you gotta pay these ain't no fuckin lows Just call the rock cuz I keep throwin all these fuckin bows I ball the block these niggas breakin all the fuckin codes My dawg done got me in that mode, now we gone up the score And if you know then you just know If you know then you just know But if you don't I know I know some niggas that gone get it gone Touchdown wit 6 just like I scored they know I'm in da zone He got em sold he need some more I made him hit the phone My bro just copped a buss down watch this ain't no thotiana The other said 12 was hot he went and copped a Honda She like it rough when we go fuck so I just called ronda These niggas mad I'm in my bag cuz I got all the commas Nigga what u wanna do Cuz if her friends fuck I know she fuckin too I make a hit and then we on to something too Just took a trip then I touchdown to a move I came up quick, I can't go back to hittin licks and shit Just the hit the dice for everything them niggas sick as shit I like them bitches that be wit the shit that they be talkin I keep a blick they think I'm crippin shit when I be walkin We right back at the crib to flip and catch a flight again He came up short, we lift the blick to get his height again Don't think it's sweet like licorice, that's how you lose ya top We slut these bitches, I can't cuff this bitch done called the cops I just be coolin, bitch you lost me when you gave me top On folks, that shit was not that We in LA smokin scotti wit the top back Just like Dame, imma shoot when I cock back
Writer(s): Jamal Stovall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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