Lyrics:
Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box..
I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker
I got a, condo for a baller nigga
I got a,
fucking with them
Make them run like Gump
Bad girl I got what you need
Can you ride for me while I ride for my team?
Money on my mind and you know that
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who they was?
I'm always taking someone else's girl like Cool J does
They probably
While she silenced, the girl put a sock in it (whoa)
I got hitters and killers, they arsonists
I got drugs, I'm a street pharmacist
He a rat, the Glock
Sweet sensation
All over the nation
Let's take it step by step
Less I won't accept
Sweety bang bang girl
Sqeezsha
That fine girl
That kind girl
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry
Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by
And some might say we're wicked little
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry
Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by
And some might say we're wicked little
Throw that NO up
H-Town down
That's for my homies
That's for my rounds
All that heavy syrup sippin'
Clout by the pound
Keep that candy paint
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
chillin' with the radio on
I like it like that!
Damn, sun's so hot, make the girls take it all off
I like it like that!
Yeah, one more time, I can never
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you
on a platter"
She said, "You got a girl," I said, "It don't matter
You look like you're tastier than a pipin' hot pizza
What's your name?" She said, "My tag
that a BBL, you way finer than last year
I pull up, I skrrt off, do the dash yeah
You a stallion, you a hot girl
Bend it over baby, show me what you got
the club up, listen up
Hey girl, where's your drink? We goin' all get real drunk tonight
Hey girl, I got bud, we can all get fucked up tonight
And by
the club up, listen up
Hey girl, where's your drink? We goin' all get real drunk tonight
Hey girl, I got bud, we can all get fucked up tonight
And by
around
Give you a tour
No mind, you'll find that girl
You shouldn't be alone
So here's my name and my number
It's gonna be a long hot summer
I wasn't
to be for you
Girl
In a perfect world you would by
My world
But I'm fighting with temptations like you my girl
After I pick you up and start op
Ima drop
Smoking out the roof
U posed to be in dis coupe
This shit supposed to be for you
Girl
In a perfect world you would by
My world
But I'm fighting with
the party start get it hot like fire?
Who makes the rude boys and spend a lot of dollars?
Girl pretty in their face, they look fine and proper, yeah
Dress
on by
She’s got her chin held high, looking up to the sky
A pigment as blue as the sparkle in her eyes
Pretty blonde girls
Make everything better
Pretty
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