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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amarr M. Wooten
Songwriter
Julian Anderson
Songwriter
Lyrics
One take (Uhn)
Yeah
She only love me when I'm freaky
I don't mess with lil groupies
Said she just seen me on TV
But we bout to be in movies
Now I'm down at LAX
Scrolling through the net
Tryna place a bet
Baby tryna up a check
I be taking quick trips
Can't let em know where I'm at (Know where I'm at)
Every mothafucking dollar
You know I'm making it back (I'm making it back)
I ain't mothafucking stopping until I earn me some plaques
(You heard me)
She think I do it for the hunnies
Said I do it for me (Do it for me)
If you good at something baby never do it for free (Do it for free)
Living on the west coast, but know I'm repping the East (Ha)
If you want me baby girl you betta pay up the fee
Sheesh (Sheesh)
You know I mess with you baby
Old school Cadillac
Or drop top Mercedes (Uhn)
And I'm done playin with y'all moe
We coming different now you heard me
I cannot be fucked with
All my women left
You would've thought a nigga celibate
Made bout 30 racks but really baby that's an estimate
All the po-po creeping you would've thought I was selling shit
That's how that shit go (How that shit go)
All my soldiers on my block on my bankroll (On my bankroll)
Would've thought it was winter the way my wrist froze
And shit I don't even be drinking
Man that shit gross (That shit gross)
Buss down
Man down
Let me see you walk
Feel the growth
In my voice
When you hear me talk (Yeah)
I ain't the typa dude that's feenin to be on the blogs
No Drizzy Drake, but this one for the city and the dogs
Sing that shit baby
New EP comin soon
With some more lil tunes
Writer(s): Amarr M. Wooten
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