Lyrics:
And say what is this
A gang of player niggas
That's out for dough
Getting money 24
Lil' hawk fo' sho'
Geah
[lil hawk]
Peeping my nigga
We fucking hoes by
Here we come..(here we come now girl)
All over you (baby girl unh unh )(Nelly)
You know I spend hot shit when need be
Only nigga that can take a still
to show
Can her daddy just accept it as a fact
That it wasn't the meals and it wasn't the snack
Then there's another girl,her name is Vicki
in my, fo sho'!)
Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (aiy ya ya)
Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (ya ya ya ya ya)
Who 'dat, who 'dat, who 'dat who 'dat, who 'dat, who
that trees
When you smoke that thing for me
Girl your body sweet oh
When you tilt that way
Me girl me love your style
Me love your style
Me love
Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (sho')
Blowin' money fast, man, I'ma be Rick Ross (Hitmaka)
Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
Bitch
tell by the way
You look when I'm looking at you
I know it ain't fit and proper
For a girl to talk this way
But I can't cope with this loneliness
The pain that's in your chest done made it's way down to your tummy
You wide open, you start smoking wit' ya girl
She nigga bashing saying you don't need
the cows come home
So now my balls need nipping because a girls up the duff are my dicks been dipping
Though she's got a nice bust it wasn't worth the thrust
tell why
Giving her the ting anytime she come by
she feel it in the B-E-L-L Y
Baby girl quit all the banter
Come round and come take this banana
hit to get some every season, never relapse
Ain't got, worries on my mind
We'll be gone by nine
With you by my side
Girl, let's go for a drive
Hand
to the said
Baby girl bye bye
(Pre chorus)
One thing for sure
Ima grind and get this dough
Been up and down on the interstate
Been going hard for sho
Yeah
- any of them lil' girls at yo' school?
Do they say they love you? Do they say they'll do anything for you?
I said yeah man, all the time - right?
He
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
200 girls in the VIP
I got a mouth and I dip
Pourin' that lean like a fifth
I might go to rehab this year
Put a Draco on my hip
Stella McCartney my
& 44s
Bought that straps from the cholos
Packed in low lows
Smell like Swisha packs and dodo
For sho sho
This that Austin Powers mojo flow
B O dub logo
in my, fo sho'!)
Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (aiy ya ya)
Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (ya ya ya ya ya)
Who 'dat, who 'dat, who 'dat who 'dat, who 'dat, who
or die by the bullet
niggaz push me for sho im gonna pull it
material objects got the world crooked
in my hood they hustle and be on the juoke shit
snakes
can't do nothing for you on that tip girl (I don't wanna eat it)
So you can keep that salmon sandwhich to yo' self (don't wanna eat it)
Well I kick it
I should've been famous by now
Should've been a big boss with a big bumping crowd
With girls in the front row screaming too loud
Rubbing up against
Ooh baby I can feel it in my soul
You're the one I need fo'sho'
I would open every door
Cause this time around
You could be my queen
C'mon and grab
they talkin' 'bout man, okay
I'm comin' straight up outta that chat room, and live from the message board
I'm at the crib all by myself, chattin'
sho though we got the club shut down
Tryna pick which chick Ima cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls that's caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess
sho though we got the club shut down
Tryna pick which chick Ima cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls that's caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess
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