Lyrics:
you want to be when you grow up?
Guwop guwop guwop, nigga
All these hoes screamin' guwop, nigga
Guwop guwop guwop, nigga
All these hoes screamin'
that nigga you love
You love to hate, you love to hate
You love to hate, hey, hey
Crazy 'bout my money, pay me by the hundreds
I'm waitin', count it for
bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit
Talking
niggas gone get
(turn up) and we don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes (yeah yeah)
We get fly everyday, get high everyday
ain't fly they can't rap
Yup yup can a nigga flow
Yup yup got a million hoes
Yup yup when a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
Yup yup all
I see how these niggas playin'
But I could adapt
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
commas at they necks straight pressing
Applying pressure, striking every nerve
Bad bitches by my side, niggas get curved
Serving every look, drop it
Actin' like they killers, but them niggas just some hoes
We act like this a studio, this really just a trap
Everything we got, we had to whip it
of ass n'em
Once you get it butt-nekkid
Get to mackin' 'em
And she worked it on a nigga so
I get nasty, when you least expect
Get fine drunk hoes to get
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
Bandana wrapped-wrapped 'round your head
The bandana wrapped 'round your head
For niggas that's scared
Ain't nobody triller than me
Ain't nobody
stop actin like niggas we can all clock figures
Hoes on my dick, niggas on my dick
They all on my dick, fuck that shit!
When y'all bitches stop actin
Turn Dues to Fours
Turn Bricks Into Roads
All Of Niggas
All Of Hoes
All Of Niigas
They Go By My Bros
All My Hoes
They Go By My Hoes
You Order Up A Dues
Dress to kill by the grim reaper
Alumni snap, fuck Tisa
You niggas all dressed in fuck-season,
I walk thru the sand in these Lebron James South Beachers,
Hoes smilin' in my face, nigga
Your hoe smilin' in my face, nigga
She out of line, she out of place, nigga
Everybody know my face, nigga
All eyes
no time to play I use these hoes when I be duckin'
Fuck what, these hoes be like scandalous, I don't understand it
Niggas be ridin' by my SEL, some
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
want the dick, don't flex
I know you hoes want the dick, don't flex
All I wanna do is pull the thots out nigga
Throw a party by the pool, put them hoes
to speak
Surrounded by my real niggas drinkin' Hennessee
Or Remy or Red Passion with champagne
Chiefin' up some hay, gettin' at them hoes, man
Trick, not
'Bout It?
(I'm 'Bout It nigga I heard it was hoes at The Player's Club.)
Oh yeah like that big booty girl that you know
Yo' boy was tryin' to holler
It?
(I'm 'Bout It nigga I heard it was hoes at The Player's Club.)
Oh yeah like that big booty girl that you know
yo' boy was tryin' to holler at her uh
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
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