Prosecco (feat. Ozzzie)

One bitch, Two bitches, Three bitches in the cut Four bitches, Five bitches, Six bitches in the cut Seven bitches, Eight bitches, Nine bitches in the cut Ten bitches cause you know that we don't really give a fuck One bitch, Two bitches, Three bitches in the cut Four bitches, Five bitches, Six bitches in the cut Seven bitches, Eight bitches, Nine bitches in the cut Ten bitches cause you know that we don't really give a fuck Pardon my language I guess you can call it a habit I don't mean to come off as a bad man I'm just looking for who got the fattest Girl you lookin' so bad gotta have it Quit playing with me I ain't average I'm the type to come home with the baggage Don't compare me to no one who's slacking Multiplying the threes into Sevens I've been talking that shit since Eleven I've been holding it down from the West end It's about time that I get my credit No debit All the work I've invested I ain't got the time To be playing with you hoes I really ain't the one you wanna settle with Slow down have some kids I ain't having it Nah! You can miss me with that bullshit Jump back, Take a look Dodge hoes with the loose lips You lookin' at me all clueless Knowing damn well what it is No relationships I fuck with all y'all I ain't keeping none That's the best way To really have some fun Had to drop my ex She had me fuckin' up Playing step daddy Bitch that ain't my son Consider this foreplay The way that I fuck it up on stage Consecutive wins how I play the game I've been doing it SevenDayz SevenWayz Get up out the way What else more to say I ain't gonna to be saying the same thing Bitch you know the name I ain't never change You can tell by the way that she give me brain One bitch, Two bitches, Three bitches in the cut Four bitches, Five bitches, Six bitches in the cut Seven bitches, Eight bitches, Nine bitches in the cut Ten bitches cause you know that we don't really give a fuck Got too many bitches I can't even count Big spending let's check the account This big Khern$ she remember the sound The big part that shit still in her mouth I be seven-thirty with a shot like Curry I be clutchin' money like I'm Robert Horry I don't go to sleep I just hit the street Then I'm in the sheets But that's a different story I mean damn! Don't make me get out of my character That shit got me heated I'm cool I don't need it Them peoples is not at my temperature I mean damn! Don't make me pull up on your wifey All it takes is a moment I got it I'm going I'm still in there going that's why she don't like me I'm done with the talking let's get to the point Bellaire and a bag full of joints I spend there with a bag full of coins I slide in and drown in the noise I hit it I'm dipping I'm chilling I'm feelin' like I could be grippin' on some of the bitches We got in the cut Drinking Prosecco I'm fucking it up The cash calling I'm picking it up I ain't got no business not having no business When some of this business be hittin' me up I stand by on the stand by I get it done with my hands tied I'm big Khern$ yea I'm that guy Keep my name out your mouth Less you ask me permission My time is expensive I work on commission The money likes moving I move along with it You got a new bitch and I already hit it My wrist getting colder My drip getting frigid I stay on my grind like that shit is tradition A goat with the sauce like I stay in the kitchen One bitch, Two bitches, Three bitches in the cut Four bitches, Five bitches, Six bitches in the cut Seven bitches, Eight bitches, Nine bitches in the cut Ten bitches cause you know that we don't really give a fuck One bitch, Two bitches, Three bitches in the cut Four bitches, Five bitches, Six bitches in the cut Seven bitches, Eight bitches, Nine bitches in the cut Ten bitches cause you know that we don't really give a fuck