Super Saucing (Prod. by Ric & Thadeus)
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Cuzzo always told me Nigga keep your moves silent Watch out for your baby mommas Cause them hoes plotting If you out of town Never keep money in your wallet Never show your guns You the feds they always plotting Gold around my neck Look at my teeth and check the wrist hoe Bitches come and go So I won't stress about no freak hoe You cool with my sisters And that's good But I won't f*ck with you Yeah that pussy good But I can't cuff a hoe That's passed around No, you can't meet my momma You can meet this dick hoe (Woah) I won't give you hoes a penny Find a simp hoe (Woah) Oh, you want me to be your man Then make a wish hoe (No) Better pick your phone up I see your man calling Big Mac you niggas small fries F*ck you talking bout How you let that bitch finesse you nigga That's a damn shame You said that you loved her And she took that shit for granted Better yet she took advantage Took your dough and then she scatted These hoes say imma dog But yet they bark just like some bitches Throwing salt up in the sauce But yet they drown when I'm dripping Told my momma that I'm sorry But these hoes out here ain't bout shit So I'm stacking every dollar Til I move back to Ohio (Yeah) These hoes say imma dog But yet they bark just like some bitches Throwing salt up in the sauce But yet they drown when I'm dripping Told my momma that I'm sorry But these hoes out here ain't bout shit So I'm stacking every dollar Getting drunk with all my partnas (Woah) Awe mane, never with the kid You know this dick ain't free You gotta spend a pretty fucking token Just to see my crib Or where I live Better yet Nah hoe you can't see my crib F*ck you in a hotel room And let your homegirl film this shit I been legit, got evidence For every bitch you seen me with Ridiculous i know it is No need to lie up on my dick Niggas like to flex about some pussy But she let me hit Now the nigga mad because he came And you won't even let him hit (Woah) What I tell you bout that shit hoe Ain't no pictures with me (Woah) And we know you homie hopping Shit my brother hit it (Woah) Why you mad cause ain't no cuffing Ain't no strings attached (No) Ain't no need for you to be mad Girl you know they facts My homegirl looked at me And be like Anti Why you snapping on em Girl you know the business Same way how these niggas be All up in your business In your face and then they wanna flex When he with his partnas They don't know that he was tricking off These hoes say imma dog But yet they bark just like some bitches Throwing salt up in the sauce But yet they drown when I'm dripping Told my momma that I'm sorry But these hoes out here ain't bout shit So I'm stacking every dollar Til I move back to Ohio (Yeah) These hoes say imma dog But yet they bark just like some bitches Throwing salt up in the sauce But yet they drown when I'm dripping Told my momma that I'm sorry But these hoes out here ain't bout shit So I'm stacking every dollar Getting drunk with all my partnas (Woah)
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