Song parody of
Cujo (feat. MTD Herbio)
by Stutta
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We gone hop in that plane then we head to LA
No time for hoes too much money to make
I ain't being rude I'm just being frank
Always keep it one hundred just like I'm Ben Frank
Only kick it with dead presidents
God and money is my precedents
You can hear in my voice I ain't heaven sent
We all knew though gonna stand on business like Cujo
That's cool bro gonna need my money pronto
They know I'm the realest
When it comes to counting figures
Beating my chest like gorillas
Know I'm the illest
Imma keep it a million
Tryna go get me some billions
If you ain't talking bout money I suggest you do not speak
All these funds they jumping off my necklace and my feet
They be like what is that shining cause I'm smiling with my teeth
I'm so payed, they ask me how I do it pay the fee what you mean?
I'm fuckin this bitch she a feign
Green on my fit match the beam
I might just pop me a beam
And imma be gone for the week
And I'm really shitting on most of these rappers I'm just being honest
And I'm really shitting on most of these trappers I'm just being honest
Yea yea
(Gotta be honest)
Glock .40 clip, for them internet stuntas
She turned to a train, I done run through her tunnel
Two or four bitches, they come in a bundle
Bitch, turn around, eat that cake like a funnel
Sometimes I get Shai, but I still got my thunder
Know they want me dead, tryna put me up under
But I'm wishing dem luck, dem boys dum and dummer
Big MTD, taking over your summer
Ain't moving too bold, look what happened to Gunna
Fuck up a check, then I move out my mama
Might get her a suite with a tub and a sauna
Your bitch got them scales, like a fucking iguana
This rolls on my wrist, the same one as Obama
I'm peeping them numbers, they bump me in Ghana
Only keep bad bitches, on my roster
We gone hop in that plane then we head to LA
No time for hoes too much money to make
I ain't being rude I'm just being frank
Always keep it 100 just like I'm Ben Frank
Only kick it with dead presidents
God and money is my precedents
You can hear in my voice I ain't heaven sent
We all knew though gonna stand on business like Cujo
That's cool bro gonna need my money pronto
They know I'm the realest
When it comes to counting figures
Beating my chest like gorillas
Know I'm the illest
Imma keep it a million
Tryna go get me some billions
We gone hop in that plane then we head to LA
No time for hoes too much money to make
I ain't being rude I'm just being frank
Always keep it one hundred just like I'm Ben Frank
Only kick it with dead presidents
God and money is my precedents
You can hear in my voice I ain't heaven sent
We all knew though gonna stand on business like Cujo
That's cool bro gonna need my money pronto
They know I'm the realest
When it comes to counting figures
Beating my chest like gorillas
Know I'm the illest
Imma keep it a million
Tryna go get me some billions
If you ain't talking bout money I suggest you do not speak
All these funds they jumping off my necklace and my feet
They be like what is that shining cause I'm smiling with my teeth
I'm so payed, they ask me how I do it pay the fee what you mean?
I'm fuckin this bitch she a feign
Green on my fit match the beam
I might just pop me a beam
And imma be gone for the week
And I'm really shitting on most of these rappers I'm just being honest
And I'm really shitting on most of these trappers I'm just being honest
Yea yea
(Gotta be honest)
Glock .40 clip, for them internet stuntas
She turned to a train, I done run through her tunnel
Two or four bitches, they come in a bundle
Bitch, turn around, eat that cake like a funnel
Sometimes I get Shai, but I still got my thunder
Know they want me dead, tryna put me up under
But I'm wishing dem luck, dem boys dum and dummer
Big MTD, taking over your summer
Ain't moving too bold, look what happened to Gunna
Fuck up a check, then I move out my mama
Might get her a suite with a tub and a sauna
Your bitch got them scales, like a fucking iguana
This rolls on my wrist, the same one as Obama
I'm peeping them numbers, they bump me in Ghana
Only keep bad bitches, on my roster
We gone hop in that plane then we head to LA
No time for hoes too much money to make
I ain't being rude I'm just being frank
Always keep it 100 just like I'm Ben Frank
Only kick it with dead presidents
God and money is my precedents
You can hear in my voice I ain't heaven sent
We all knew though gonna stand on business like Cujo
That's cool bro gonna need my money pronto
They know I'm the realest
When it comes to counting figures
Beating my chest like gorillas
Know I'm the illest
Imma keep it a million
Tryna go get me some billions
