You could turn the mic down a lil bit
Cmon, with the hands, yeah see
Excuse me bitch whats your name
Couple dollars aint it so whats your game
Known fact cause Im gettin the cash
Dont dance face to face, bitch gimme the ass
Ill help you out if you had a long day
Dick like, good advice, it could go a long way
Front, cause I knocked chall down
I could remodel homes, I knock walls down
Im wit all, that shit yall
Talk about, oh what I dont hit raw
Naw, you could flow like a bank hold up
Have I ever loved a chick lemme think, hold up
No, Im all about the dough
He shouldnt give a fuck if its not your hoe
Oh, that hatin shit you did, aint done us
Playas and we get more head then new hundreds
Please dont mind, how I pursue
Dont take it personal girl its how thugs do
Lets get fly, sit for a few
And after that lets go Im fucking you
Yo, let me tell you how I pursue
Spit game in they ear, and its proper too
Say we stayin at the Fount with Blue
Ima ball every day, spend a grand or two (psyche)
Hit the beach, forget the sheets
Get it down right there, chick touch your feet
Loc roll, thats so much game
Yall think yall know my aim
Thats a joke like Marlon Wayans, lame
And it aint got no change
Chick listen up, want dick or what?
Take that, thats the only thing Im givin up
Only sent, its the dream that your gone get
Hit for free, then Boo gone hit
No they not like M-O dot
I hit, touch base, and ball like White Sox
Look around dawg, what you see nigga
Whole lotta model bitches then me nigga
Me and Don in a drop and this pearl
Withchu so sick make niggas wanna hurl
Do it look like I care thats your girl?
She diggin me, and love that Im all the way ferl
You talkin shit, dont concern her
If I fuckin go, hit more bitches than Ike Turner
I send em home in the cab to tell
I play em more high notes than Patti LaBelle (plus)
You gel, heavywear at (and)
Got ice and your bezie wear that
Yall doozers are strictly losers
We gone blow bright like bulbs and fuses
Tell your man he better slow his role
Our gunsll make James Brown lose his soul
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