And I up on my toes Money, clothes, hoes They say anything For money, clothes, hoes And I up on my toes Money, clothes, hoes say anything goes For money, clothes, [x3]
1:] I got on my wood, bitches on my phone Sturdy hoes like those they can't leave this dick alone You remind me of my chick, got for the bros Took than a week to hit that sweet and take it out Pussy open for a pimp, make your daddy Boy I bet she goes, she blow this dick I blow this And we stay on purple drank OG in my Only that Cali shit I put that on my hood I be thugging to the death of me G.I. rider Ain't no pussy in my I mix the Molly the Kesha that's my recipe I just sit back and let this reefer get the of me And now I be thugging to the death of me straight G.I. no pussy in my pedigree I mix the with the Kesha that's my recipe I just sit back and let this reefa get the of me And know that
2:] Got Versaces on my frame, on my waist you keep that thing up sit right up here on my face She got super wet, we get super freak it on the low don't put my business in the street You remind me of my chief something my sound Girl you what's up you turned it up I beat it down the realest niggas in it you already know Gangsta of the year, got like 4 in the row I be thuggin' to the death of me straight G.I. no pussy in my pedigree I mix the Molly with the Kesha that's my I just sit back and let reefer get the best of me I'll be pimpin' 'til the death of me straight G.I. Ain't no pussy in my I mix the Molly the Kesha that's my recipe I sit back and let this reefa get the best of me And knows