Lyrics:
All these happy ass hoes, I'm a sad bitch
I'ma sad bitch, I-I, I'ma sad bitch
Where the dope? I need some loud cause
I'm a sad bitch, I'm a sad
letting em know, I'm making my own moves
I'ma stay on the low I'ma wait for the pack to come
Nigga bluffing like shit he ain't even touch a bag
I'm sonning
gon' be my bitch forever
No matter what happen, I'ma rep the clique forever
Them three letters (CMG)
Them three letters
No matter what happen, you
that ass
I'ma do that shit in slow motion (motion)
You got a whole lotta cash
And, nigga, you know I want it (want it)
Play with my pussy
But don't
And I said twice (I said twice, yeah)
And I'ma come and beat it up like it's a fight (like it's a flight)
'Cause after this night (after this)
Baby,
of ashes, still withholding everything
Like we were never close
Don't you worry, baby, no sense tryin' to change it
I'ma strike these matches, never had
(Think it's a game? Think it's a game? Think it's a game?)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shake something, shake something
Move something, break
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the
I'ma put these racks in your face
In your face, show you that
Bitches stay hating
This is Claymation
Fucked up, get away
That's a vacation
Want to get paid, who doesn't though?
I'ma be a ghost, take
the bad bitches, I'ma run throguh ya
Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn, damn
Hop in my holy ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn, damn
shop
So I'ma live it to the top notch, so I'ma take it to the top notch
I ain't running if the world stops
Said I ain't minding if the world stops, we
up
Baby, we don't have to say goodbye (come on, girl)
Let's burn it up
I'ma give you what you wanted
We just gettin' started
Turn it up
Baby,
Man she been drinkin' all night
She got that feelin' feelin'
She make me wanna throw this money
From the ceiling ceiling
I'ma need that jager bomb,
to you
So forget about them other chicks
'Cause they ain't gon' do, all the things I'ma do for you (do for you)
I don't care who you dealing with
Just
could never forget the underground hip hop
I'ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me when I was broke
Workin at Burger King, hustlin dime bags
Religion Buddha, man (woo)
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that (woo)
I just hit for nine birds, what I'ma do with that?
slow down
Oh I just simply reply
I don't really know how
So I
Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
(E-40) I'ma hustler believe me
You know I Hustle
Hustle
living up in Hell's shop
So I'ma live it to the top notch, so I'ma take it to the top notch
I ain't running if the world stops
Said I ain't minding if
niggas
I swear to God if I see 'em up in traffic I'ma kill them niggas
I swear to God, got a switch on me, he ain't ride, he ain't slide, he ain't no
ain't talkin' 'bout a pill
Bitch, I'm a gangster, don't care 'bout your tears
I'ma spank a nigga like he my kid
And, I'ma keep it a brick
I got a itch
don't give two fuckers what they say about me, own me (yeah)
I'ma stay so focused, do my dirt up on my lonely (yeah)
Niggas is too phony, can't fuck
enough, too busy actin' tough
I'ma lay you down, come get me right now (come get me now)
I shouldn't have to try, not gonna read your mind (read your
(woawoawoawoawoa)
Yeah
(woawoawoawoawoa)
Yeah!
I cant work at 9-5 Baby I'm a hustler, I'ma keep hustlin,
Rather risk my fredoom and my life,
Soulja boy up in this thang(joccin on yo bitch ass)
Ima let my chain hang(joccin on yo bitch ass)
And ima still make it rain(joccin on yo bitch
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