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Big Homie Rook

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Used to be broke, now I'm not no mo, think I got too many hoes
The money is calling my phone, yeah, the money is calling my phone
Rook, cool, come collective
Treat the females smooth and respective
Niggas on the street, really don't know my leftist
Blood' money, I'll put you where the rest live
I tell a bitch to open wide like the dentist
I tell the hoe don't close her mouth until I'm finished
I introduce you to that new hoe business
Hit my trap and I do a hit fa 4 and a split
In my trap, bump'n, woah, In my trap, bang it, woah
I don't answer private calls, or no new numbers
I've been trappin' all fall and the fuckin' summer
I've been waitin' for the wintertime, yeah, black hoodie on, yo
Vanna Joe boots, maybe Timbalands
Gotta do the swoop, gotta do a number
It's been a hit, what the f*ck you thought
Bitch, we been to shit
I just want a mill, got white girl poppin' pills
That lil shit, I don't feel, you too fake, you not real
Do this without a deal, get to money, I will
My homie popped a pill, he tryna kill
Young nigga whippin' dat woo, sellin' it, gotta make move
Gotta get straight to the doe, the money keep callin' me move
Used to be broke not no more, think I got too many hoes
The money is callin' my phone, yeah, the money is callin' my phone
I did this shit on my own, I put my young niggas on
Who got the phone to pull up? These niggas so fake, when we leave
I f*ck on this bitch when he leave, she bought her friend Kelly a drink
And they doin' anything for me, and they doin' anything for me
Shorty go ku on the D, I slap her ass on the butt
Now you can go on my weed, now you can go on my weed
I just want a meal, they too fake, they not real
They bustin' off this pill, screaming, f*ck how you feel
BMC is real, TTE is real
GMC gon' kill, screaming, f*ck how you feel
Go to green light, y'all skate to the door
I got it, they already know, shoot through that bitch for sure
Party up on the boat, bands comin' to go
Bands comin' to go, this that hospital flow
This that hospital flow, bands comin' to go
Bands comin' to go
I just want a mill, got white girl poppin' pills
That lil shit, I don't feel, you too fake, you not real
Do this without a deal, get to money, I will
My homie popped a pill, he tryna kill
Young nigga whippin' dat woo, sellin' it, gotta make move
Gotta get straight to the doe, the money keep callin' me move
Used to be broke not no more, think I got too many hoes
The money is callin' my phone, yeah, the money is callin' my phone
I just want a meal, got white girl poppin' pills
Got a lot of shit, I don't feel, you too fake, you not real
Do this without a deal, get to money, I will
My homie popped a pill, he tryna kill
Young nigga whippin' dat woo, sellin' it, gotta make move
Gotta get straight to the doe, the money keep callin' me move
Used to be broke not no more, think I got too many hoes
The money is callin' my phone, yeah, the money is callin' my phone

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