Lyrics

Everywhere I go, I make em stop and stare Know my team be on the go, but no this not the Bears Bitch can't sit up on my face, no this shit not a chair Treat the game just like my kids, I feel like papa bear Or maybe Poppovich 100 racks they stuff wit dubs, and 12 ain't stoppin shit How you rockin Cartier's, ain't gotta pot to piss I gave yo bitch an extra tip, the way she knockin shit Eat it up Supercharged, we speed it up When I'm on the road, I press that button don't need no key or nothin Lil bro out the window, hit the block then we keep it runnin Say he flipped a 6, he hit my phone and now he need a dozen I don't no frontin, keep it comin or it's repercussions Get it on my own, please leave me lone, don't need no piece of nothing Death up in his eyes don't be surprised he seen that reaper comin CEO I'm different, pay attention, I prolly teach you somethin Make her do that slut walk Bitch you know I'm ducked off I can never fight wit bro, you know how much these buffs cost If he get it cappin, I might have to take these buffs off Left out wit his chick, I got em mad now that's a tough loss Make her do that slut walk Bitch you know I'm ducked off I can never fight wit bro, you know how much these buffs cost If he get it cappin, I might have to take these buffs off Left out wit his chick, I got em mad now that's a tough loss Stov gone make em drop n roll Know I'm finna rock the boat Essays get that work in for the low, I tell em vamanos I can't fuck wit hoes, my bitch she that, and yea she got her own Took her to the island, got her wet, she like Galapagos Hotter than jalapeños Oops I mean a jalapeen Thought she had us stuck, but it was all a dream Boy you better stop talkin bout that bread cause nigga talk is cheap This that type of shit, that make you dance when I drop the beat Julio Thumb up in her booty hole Suckin on my dick while I record up in the studio Nah I never bust but I'll probably take some coochie tho Drop them painties to the floor but when you do it baby do it slow Make her do that slut walk Bitch you know I'm ducked off I can never fight wit bro, you know how much these buffs cost If he get it cappin, I might have to take these buffs off Left out wit his chick, I got em mad now that's a tough loss Make her do that slut walk Bitch you know I'm ducked off I can never fight wit bro, you know how much these buffs cost If he get it cappin, I might have to take these buffs off Left out wit his chick, I got em mad now that's a tough loss
Writer(s): Jamal Stovall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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