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