Every time we hit the club the off da chain believe it shawty I'm at the bar callin' yo Squeekin', big ballin',
See me in the club nigga out Or meet me at the bar shawty, ball out Ohh, a big money nigga who goes all out Well, let's do this thang till we fall out
Niggaz say I'm too hype and hoes hate they flaw This number one rap spittin' nothin' but the raw You menstruatin', frustrated, keep yo anticipated Flossed out in the club while of y'all fakin' Ain't no mistakin' how we do it so you show me love
Pop the bottle, crack the blunt and now we on a dub Sassy bitch, classy might be on some pimp shit Where my money nigga, no time for games you to dip 'Cause I'm a regulator, original game Fuck a hoe, I'm Mrs. Captain Save A Nigga playa, own stash off the rip
Make my gun "Blocka-blocka" if a nigga I'm the regular, you ain't no competitor So back up trick, you better duck Rasheeda world and I it how I give it This bitch don't talk it, she live it
Every time we hit the the shit's off da chain believe it shawty I'm at the bar yo name Squeekin', big ballin',
See me in the nigga iced out Or meet me at the bar shawty, ball out Ohh, you's a big money nigga who all out Well, let's do this damn thang till we out
ice tray wrapped around my wrist, look at me Gettin' hi as hell, as a bitch, look at me Man I'm feelin' like a million bucks, at me Niggaz hatin' but I don't a fuck, please believe it
I push a Jag 2-G sittin' on O's (Sittin' on O's) Bitches be up on my dick like brand new (Like new clothes) I wanna be with you up in the Pocono's (No)
You'll be in the takin' off yo clothes (Uh-huh) Bitch make a rich or somethin' (Biatch) (Rich or somethin') I don't give a fuck you in my clique or nothin' (Clique or nothin')
I don't to cake hoes, I break hoes It's all the peso's and I make those You don't know the hoes I toss You don't know the thangs I floss Welcome to the land .44's explode on broke hoes I keep every bitch in broke mode
Every time we hit the club the off da chain Better it shawty I'm at the bar callin' yo Squeekin', big ballin',
See me in the nigga iced out Or meet me at the bar shawty, let's out Ohh, a big money nigga who goes all out Well, let's do damn thang till we fall out
Got niggaz in my grill like 'Cause I a show the club outta control Boy you want the digits, I him hell No 'Cause you got the 4, I got the Quit the flow, even ask, then go on with it attitude so you know you can't hit it
Just forget it, I got my on my shine most hated bitch in 1999 Now it's 2-G, got hoes scared to drop shit I'll put my off in yo ass and I'll stomp that shit that shit, hit the spot and rock that shit
I'm on a mission and you wishin' you stop my shit My momma told me, "Whatever you do, the dough" ever fall behind no playa hatin' hoe And that's for sho', you got's to be the trillest of the Realest of the real, my nigga the deal huh?
Every time we hit the club the off da chain believe it shawty I'm at the bar callin' yo Squeekin', big ballin',
See me in the nigga iced out Or meet me at the bar shawty, ball out Ohh, you's a big money who goes all out Well, let's do this damn thang we fall out
Every time we hit the club the shit's off da Better believe it I'm at the bar yo name Squeekin', big ballin',
See me in the club iced out Or me at the bar shawty, let's ball out Ohh, you's a big nigga who goes all out Well, let's do damn thang till we fall out