Lyrics:
the jacuzzi while smoking on a lucy
Told that bitch wipe me down i'm feeling like lil boosie
c hundred rounds hope I never have to use them
Fuck you clowns
three on every crime, I'm a walkin' hat trick
Come on, I ain't cappin
Gang come down, he TTG, and his ass get mad quick
You can tell by my stomach, I
head, be quiet, don't tip
Go start up that car, let's take us a trip
In the car with Lil Bruh its like two in the morning
Been knocking shit down since I
ain't dapping, I ain't Giving the
Pound You just need a couple dollars, get your
Shit off the ground Ayy, doing Business but I rap for a hobby
I got lil
on the waist like a suplex
Everybody's asking they wanna know who's next
Like I'm getting servered at bar by suzette
Mean & clean when I fling on the crew neck
she be like "5-4-3"
Now drop down, you a freak (Milly rock)
Bend it over, touch your feet (yeah)
Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique
Keep it simple keep it simple
Dont you touch that window
Keep it simple keep it simple
Dont let out my indo
Dontchu roll down my mutha fuckin window
ride out
Heard these niggas was just hating we gon slide down
Going dumb
Going wild
What you want
Want my style
Got my back just by myself
Pain
in the door
Man that’s all she wrote
When the feds kick in the door
Man that’s all she wrote
Lil Blood keep it real like
Boosie nigga blood trill
niggas you touch me
I blow up the microphone like Marilyn Manson, you can't hush me
Yeah
Heat'll make anything move
Even Tyson, can get laid down
On the couch, I can't hit it on my mattress
(My mattress)
Though she was a singer or a actress
Lil' bitch (Bitch) shut the fuck up
I got hundreds by the bundle
count it by the stack, ain't no looking back, not until we all win
Lil baby, don't fall for me
'Less you down to give it all to me
If my back against
touch her coochie why would I put it in her but
Iced out baby she a iced out slut
Break down the game I ain't turning down for nun
Yea
I Ain't wasting no
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
(Be the B chain, nigga) So I'ma be honest
(Lil' bitty bitch calm down) I don't know how to count bars
(Yeah, BreadWinner sweepstakes) I used
girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor
girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor
i
Was really craving some normal conversation
I'm sure this was
All caused by this dude telling
Me to slow down
Because I was beginning to act like
I be off that Hennebeeto, Hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
A lil' champagne with a Hennessy touch
Jumping off stage, they can't wait to meet us
a few tricks and I know the knack
Need a lil time so you know I win
Then you're gonna feel some Skin on Skin
I've been addicted by a stranger to love
ain't goin' out like no ho (no)
If you see her, you can look, but don't touch, lil' bruh
If you see her, you can look, but don't touch, lil' girl
Or we
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
started up in extensions
Touch down in the Clearport, now we back in business (back in business)
Pull up in my hood, these niggas be actin' different (for
up deuce down like we in Virginia, getting loose now
Mohn came up he jumping out of coupes now
Ladies throw yo ass , fellas hands touch the roof now
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