[Verse 1: DJ I don't give a fuck what you think I only give a fuck what you drink I'm a bar-tender, car spender, a lender, cash spender, ass bender A ass Get it like a bar throw in here A whorehouse, got these bitches walkin naked through out the whole What the U think my life is about? hatin What the fuck U think butter knife was about? Bitches Tell what the fuck this nigga's is about Do he be talkin' shit? No I doubt He got of clout reballin credit line on a Mastercard Drived it right between the pussy then I the broad Then I took it for a As I punch my code Tehn I for the pearls come out put on hold, Bankrupt, get ya stank stunk Frontin like Pooh bear, I opened up ya & hollered sayin "Who there?" (Nobody, what?) That's nice, little buggers done up the be the size of rice So I jumped back & grabbed for my Her appreciated the pennies on the dollar Now the fuck If U the dick get the fuck up And stop like an old tampon, stuck up Give me somethin to get my on trek on, what up I'll you bust nuts till I nut up
(Chorus 2X) The and the beez All the Not with consume, up become roomed ...The up in the room with the door locked (Door locked!) Wake up, divorce the bitch, leave'er lookin' for some more (More cock!)
[Verse 2: We ride, sweet cock, boo Like Crips and Pirus, shit, we do I in the club and hit the dance floor Yo' boy got mad I dipped with his ho had my tootise, returnin' slow She was got me lookin' for Pepto Bismol stackin, jaws smackin, dolla droppa Dice shake ya money makin, dolla Home wreckin, ho checkin, is slow Bring me back, cognac from the liquor Bet cha didn't know that yo ho is a Every week she got something' up in the jaw And I ain't it out U goin zip my zipper we get it out They wanna be by the untouchable click Don't hate, participate, y'all sing shit
[Verse 3: When I bump on trouble I'm sipppin' on make it a double When I'm wit who, think I'd a money and muscle Shake the like a trick up three up off to the good When I'm dippin I'm I'm a flippin I'm saggie When I'm high I'm a fly guy in the Big of the day, better ran the man When I put in floss mode lookin' for U gone bad Ho ya had it up in the pad Dick and I'm glad Neva what a ho was yo buzz While I'm sittin in a first digit in the ass Nigga, you done lost ya pass (strip nigga) 3 of 4 niggas been ran upon ass up on the gas of the S5 double Like I said when I bump on this trouble Can I ... (oooooh)
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