No Hook C & S
Roddie Flacco
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Yeah yeah yeah Aye Before i hop on a song Nigga send me the budget Get in my zone imma get this bitch jumping The opps moving funny so i'm clutching in public Ain't in a good mood so i'm feeling like f*ck it Packs down tryna make this shit double Racks out just cuz these bitches love it You sad now cuz your pockets look funny Beat from the back my bitch thick from the country Once i get up i ain goin back broke Deep in my bag give a f*ck bout a hoe For the money and power i work for some hours The feds lurkin meet me down at the store A p enough i need 200 more Everything high i cant f*ck with the low How you a plug and you aint go no drugs You still diming and dubbing i need 200 more When i pull up got hoes taking pictures Like they wanna witness a nigga who winning I got the gas and its very exquisit All of my guns gotta clip its extended Send the budget watch me make that shit work Throw the money watch me make that shit twerk I got money i can never go broke You think its funny this shit aint a joke Yea we lead and they follow Run the money up we hit the lotta Sipping lean out the bottle Fucking bad bitches they some models When she eat it she swallow I got some bad bitches They all look like some models Pour lean in the bottle When i hit the gas and i put it in throttle Yea we up cuz we posed to You looking lost let me coach you Yea that bitch you cuffing she some old new Speak to my mic put it on protools Stick to the philosophy While i'm rolling lettuce or broccoli My name should be twitter The way that they follow me I set the trends And i bet they gone copy me Yeah I know that they watching me yeah Get to the money Monopoly ugh Bitch i'm on go ain't no stopping me yeah She eat the dick up oh so sloppily ugh Hold up wait a second I ain't did this in a minute Imma do it the limit Get the money and i spend it On the gas windows tinted Yeah We gone be good long as ice on the beat You on the side walk and i'm in the street Me and big flacco go hard every beat And if this your put this shit on repeat This here so hard it dont need a hook If your bitch look better know that she took Ain't gotta talk i read you like a book Gun money bullets we dont give a f*ck Everybody wanted for the low low But i'm taxing i'm after these cho chos Everybody say they from the streets now You keep acting you gone catch a beat down Ain't no more starving we all gotta eat No cap in my rap i been trapping these P's My jeweler is sunny my diamond VVs My belt double Gs and my drip overseas Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Know this backwood is full of Exotic Pop me a perc and it hit me like Rocky She look like a zombie she gone of a Roxy Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Got a bad bitch she look just like Roxy Got the thirty the perky that oxy Count up the money While that bitch watch me Beat up a nigga like im playing hockey Cant no one stop me I want the new masserati Walking in the bank im so cocky I pull up and hop out And i give the valet the car key Nigga dont start me Put a hundred in your car When he pull up and he park Caught him lacking in the car Nobody gives a f*ck Nobody knows who you are Where the water off the molly im geek geeked She was a vegan tonight she gone eat meat Off the lean i be moving so slow But i'm still on go cuz i'm moving at god speed Riding slow down your street and creep I can see you in the dark with a red beam Running to the money like a track team Caught so many plays you can tell i was an athlete If you want them packs then get at me We ship it off in the package Vacuum seal it in the plastic Riding through Dallas with work in the backseat We can meet up on the backstreet We got them drums like a beat If you want smoke i got big sweets Put your ass to sleep like zzz's We gone be good long as ice on the beat You on the side walk and i'm in the street Me and big flacco go hard every beat And if this your put this shit on repeat This here so hard it dont need a hook If your bitch look better know that she took Ain't gotta talk i read you like a book Gun money bullets we dont give a f*ck
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