Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Booker
Songwriter
Lyrics
Off the rip with it
Sway with it work the hips with it
Mad bottles and she 5'3 but she big sipping
Big sipping usually I don't miss bitches
Big tripping all this cash make her ass flip with it
(Ouuwah)
If it's real money don't phase her
But that dick amaze her took the game out this player
Did I gain her ass from them prayers
But I'm still vigilante won't save her
Wanna be with you bussing moves
Right now so I could chill with you later
And I'm getting all this blue paper
Can't you see I grew?
Let a nigga hop in pool baby
Time away from the crew so don't degrade me
In your deep end I could really show your ass wavy
No more niggas sleeping cus they peeping that it's crazy
On a streak and I know it's sweet what I gotta do let me get the treat
Beat of my drum girl come and jig with me to the beat
And the kid never bag sick shit Jurassic I'm a beast
And I'm cashing on the east all this bread started with yeast
Only God Know what's ahead OGK The Gang lead like a priest
Hella pain lost ones deceased
And I got a name I know grandpa would be proud that I got it pieced
Just gotta get the fame now fame loud but I got potential unleashed
Wanna be with you girl what you wanna do girl?
2x but won't be the Two girl I swear
It'll never be a new girl I just want you girl don't care about them bitches
And that's the truth girl I just care about the riches
Getting too old I want you to be the 'Mrs'
I'll never fold or let it end good with stitches
Wanna be with you bussing moves
Right now so I could chill with you
Writer(s): Isaiah Booker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com