Lyrics

Grayto! Walked in, I'm that dude, ohh oh I gotta keep my tool, ohh oh Put the wock up in that juice, ohh oh Baby, let's go to the moon, ohh And she said "please don't go" But this hoe got me dead broke So I said leave me 'lone You know how that go (yeah, yeah) Left her on that dial tone Like what you mad for? (what you mad for?) These hoes be lame and they be mad broke Bitch wanna smoke this pack, I'm with it Ima scam that nigga, call me P. Diddy Woke up with the wock, niggas know I'm litty Shawty throwin' that ass for hundreds and fifties love that punana, she love when I'm in it Bitch I don't wantcha, this hoe, she don't get it They be stuck in they ways These niggas don't get it Took an L but nigga I'm back and I'm winnin' I got a lotta guap No, I don't fuck with yall Choppa go da-da-da, that hoe, she give and she go Babygirl I'm not lovin' ya, I admit it, I wanted ya But your love was not enough, I had to let that bih go I just got her a GLE for her mamma and her dad (woah, woah) I had to take that back I left that hoe so sad (ohh) Walked in, I'm that dude, ohh oh I gotta keep my tool, ohh oh Put the wock up in that juice, ohh oh Baby, let's go to the moon, ohh And she said "please don't go" But this hoe got me dead broke So I said leave me 'lone You know how that go (yeah, yeah) Left her on that dial tone Like what you mad for? (what you mad for?) These hoes be lame and they be mad broke
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