I met her in the club, then I said wassup
I took her to the crib and you know I fucked
Yeah, toot it and boot it, toot it and boot it
Toot it and boot it, that's why I toot and boot it
She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex
Girl knock it off, you know you can't have this
She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex
Girl knock it off, you know you can't have this
And she told me run that I told her run it
And she never seen a trick until she met my magic stick
Yo, I'm a pimp bitch, straight game never no sippin'
And after we did it she was walking with a limp
Bust it open, leave it wet, you know I leave it soakin'
Who next? I don't ever close, I stay open
I met her in the club, you know I was drunk
I asked her name and then I said I wanna fuck
And I'm YG and you know I fucked
And she fucked back like a little slut
And she fell in love, ya and she felt stupid
'Cause you know, I toot it and boot it
I met her in the club, then I said wassup
I took her to the crib and you know I fucked
Yeah, toot it and boot it, toot it and boot it
Toot it and boot it, that's why I toot and boot it
Girl let me toot that boot that stop actin' stupid
Acting like you don't know me, like "Who that?"
Walked in the club, but I'll fly things
I'm in the back girl, you know where to find me
And I love how she think I'm cute
And she don't even wanna tell me what she wanna do
It's me and my crew, her and her friends
And they all trying to leave with us when the club ends
And she toot it from the back
And you know she made it clap
And you know I run it back like only for one night
And she know I'm on like a switch on light
Hey girl, I can have you feelin' right
I can supply the pipe, just make sure it's tight
We can do it all day, only for one night
And after that you gotta go 'cause you ain't my wife
I met her in the club, then I said wassup
I took her to the crib and you know I fucked
Yeah, toot it and boot it, toot it and boot it
Toot it and boot it, that's why I toot and boot it
I toot it to the left, I toot it to the right
Fuck with me, we gonna do it all night
I seen a bad bitch, I swing my hat back
And after I hit, I still on my back
'Cause I toot it and boot it
And made her feel stupid
'Cause I toot it and boot it
And made her feel stupid
I met her in the club, then I said wassup
I took her to the crib and you know I fucked
Yeah, toot it and boot it, toot it and boot it
hey how you doin im YG yeah go...hold on
hey, hey how you doin im YG yeah go head and walk through
and plus im shittin on every nigga you talk to
look boo stop trippin lets talk to you for a minute
i gotta show tonight and here you go heres free tickets
she did me wrong she only need me when she bored
and she dont even wanna talk to me when im on tour
but i aint trippin cause i like her anyways
she got a nigga and i got a girl but anyways
yea anyways girl i love your smile and
even though you drive me crazy you drive me wild
but im here to say i put that on my unborn child
that she only wanna chill until the sun go down
dont trip girl i got this shit and she be on me even more
cause im not no bitch
and she know i would never let a nigga play me
just waiting on that day for her to be my lady
(CHORUS)
see i got this girl and she got me
even though she act stuck up and cocky
she be on my jock and i be on hers
and even though sometimes she get on my nerves
(repeat)
check it
you can wear my heart on your necklace
but while your doin that you can b actin all reckless
or imma keep it pushin and move to the next bitch
but really i aint tryna do all that
she can be my wedding patient can move my crack
and when i ask if she buyin she do just that
she turn my hat to the front when the roof go back
she turn my hat to the front when the roof go back
and girl i cant lie you turn me on and
you turn me on more when you sing my song
she take her clothes off and sho let me see her thong
you just need to leave yo boyfriend and come on home
(CHORUS)
see i got this girl and she got me
even though she act stuck up and cocky
she be on my jock and i be on hers
and even though sometimes she get on my nerves
[Verse 1:]
I'm like damn hey,
What's your name, girl,
How you doing - okay,
Yeah I got my own place,
You can move and 2 step with me girl,
Keep doing what you're doing (shit),
I'm going back home in the same car as you in,
She came with her homegirls,
I came with the homies,
I ain't tell her my name,
Cause' she already know me,
I put on for my city,
Run these streets like Diddy,
And I got a whole bunch of goon niggaz rollin' with me,
Yeah I'm best dressed,
Back up I need 2 steps,
Swag on sharp and my breath on Winterfresh,
I'm in this bitch like a crook in your neck,
Broke nigga tryin' to be rich about my own check,
Cause' Big Beat said we up next,
Yeah I'm tatted on my hands on stomach and my chest,
Look me up girl,
I'm the definition of fresh,
Your girl on my jock I bet she want the homie next check
[Chorus:]
Everywhere I go,
I shine,
And I stay,
So fly,
That must be why the girls the girls they love me,
That must be why the girls the girls they love me,
When I pull up in my B-,
M-Dub,
Throwin' up,
My hood,
That must be why the girls the girls they love me,
That must be why the girls the girls they love me,
[Verse 2:]
I bought a bottle of patron,
And it's just for the models,
Walk in the club they be like "yeah he pop bottles",
Conceited and cocky yeah you know I'm both,
I got a girl named Meeka and she love me the most,
Catch me in a charger on dubs,
And every time I'm out I shine like the sun,
I only talk to girls,
That like me,
And if she bad she stayin' with me,
Cause' girl I'm a G,
I'm a thug,
Nothing like your other man,
I got a whole bunch of money in this little rubber band (and),
If you ain't heard around here I'm the man (so),
If you ain't heard girlfriend I'm the man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Cause' she love my swag,
And everything about me,
She said I'm her drug,
She couldn't go without me,
She love my swag,
And everything about me,
She say I'm her drug,
She couldn't go without me,
She love the way I start,
She my lil' boo,
And I couldn't go one day without you,
She love the way I start,
She my lil' boo,
And I couldn't go one day without you,
Mm I can't feel no better [x3]
Mm, Mm, Mm [x4]
Take it Back, Take It Back, Take it
Back Hoe [x4]
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
Take It Back
Look at her ass it's so fat.
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
She dance, Bring it back
Come sit on my lap
Take it back, Take it back, Take it
Back hoe
I'm in the function with the burner
Cause I snuck thru the back do'
I know you like me what chu trynna act fo'
I stack da re-up and I stack mo
I'm t.I.u with her and her friends
And they all try to hit da blunt
But they ain't put it in
Oh so,
Look at her ass she so dick,
That's my hoe
Now I'm trynna make her my bitch.
And my outfit cost me a grill
And I make it rain all over yo chick.
I'm a baller.
She gave me her number but I ain't gonna call her
Cause I got prepaid so was yo aim
Was yo name
She said Kiesha and I slid straight thru her like a visa
Ha ha
Aye, I'm hotter then a fever.
And she get straight to the head like a pain reliever
Take it Back, Take It Back, Take it
Back Hoe [x4]
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
Take It Back
Look at her ass it's so fat.
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
She dance, Bring it back
Come sit on my lap
Take it Back
Aye, it's money over bitches like a fraction problem
And I got a revolver needa problem solver
High offa weed and triple C's
I'm at mcdonalds finna order me a number 15
Cause I'm too clean in my skinny jeans
Id like a skinny bitch with a twenty fo inch weave
I'm ballin
So far away from fallin
I'm ballin like my bestfriend name was spaldin
I came out the womb two steppin
Ya'll came out the womb crawlin
And ya'll still ain't walkin
S.m.h. I got the S.K. take a bullet to the head
And hit off his whole face
Nah he a hot mess
And that's cold game
And I'm too hot to ever be a cold flame!
King Yg put go to my name.
And I'm a beast who just broke out of his cage
Take it Back, Take It Back, Take it
Back Hoe [x4]
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
Take It Back
Look at her ass it's so fat.
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
She dance, Bring it back
Come sit on my lap
Take it Back
Do the reject [x8]
Fuck it up, girl gone fuck it up girl [x8]
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
Take It Back
Look at her ass it's so fat.
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
She dance, Bring it back
Come sit on my lap
Take it Back
Mm mm mm [x2]
[Chorus: Ty$]
She bad and she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl I just wanna know where you going
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
After the club oooo
At the club a a after the club oooo
[Verse 1: YG]
Look she know I toot it and boot it
But tonight I ain't even tryna do that
Like the bottom of my 501's I'm trying to cuff
She bad and she know it
The type that you wife up fuck her in the hotel room with the ights on
I probly damn shuffle playin a bunch of nice songs she know I Play no games
She said she like fame but she don't date no lames
And she want me to fuck her like I fuck a hore
So I pull her hair like we playin tug o' war
And I ain't tryna to sound rude when I say this
She probly look better if I seen you but naked
[Chorus: Ty$]
She bad and she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl I just wanna know where you going
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
After the club oooo
At the club a a after the club oooo
[Verse 1: Rich Boy]
My blackberry full of black barbies
With curves on they body like Bugatti's
Sake with the sushi can't forget the music
Now show me how you do it
And get into it
She is bad and she know it
Champagne poured
Your nigger just a rodent he's tenderroni summer time breeze short cut sleeves
She hate it when I leave and get the green
On the weekend I'm a creep in dive in how she like on the deep end
Merry-go-round ass with the brown
Everybody see she is the badest girl in the crowd
[Chorus: Ty$]
She bad and she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl I just wanna know where you going
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
After the club oooo
At the club a a after the club oooo
[Verse 2: YG]
All my bad bitches in pumps
I wanna tell all of y'all what's up
You ain't been lookin at me but I been lookin at you
So tell me what it's gon be baby what we gon do tonight (tonight)
Baby what we gon do tonight (tonight)
Baby what we gon do?
[Chorus: Ty$]
She bad and she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad she knows it (She got her Gucci bag she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl I just wanna know where you going
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
After the club oooo
[Chorus:]
She a model she walk thee runway hey model can you run tht.my way [x4]
[Verse 1:]
Can I hit tht. Get tht. run tht. And Lick tht. Since you say you was a dime can I flip tht.top model diva let her meet mamacita qirl so hot she qive a niqqa a fever fuck it ithink think I need her usually I toot it And boot it but I'm a keep her. So many hoes I can rent & lease her I'm snatchinq niqqas bitches like a street sweeper and then I holler at Ace she can havee the thickk hoess brinq the models my way my taste buds tellinq me modelss is my taste her ass just rite And she slim in the waiste look at how she walk And make me wanna stalkk I never pay for her but I'm buyinq what she want she badd I just qotta have it, qrabb tht. Booty I'm a qrave thiss .
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
She a bad bitch, bad bitch and you kno I qotta have it have it & I'm doinq wat ever it takes like fuckk it I'm a qet her some how oneday she qot her qucci baq with her qucci qlasses qucci pumpss qucci freshh out thee plastic And you kno I'm a rapper so I wrapped it .like qot dam how you bagged her tht.quickk I told her my name and she appeal like majic I'm not playinq with these qirls I qot them by thee bunches like a head full of curls pimp type niqqa sellinq qirls out thee store the 1st start with thee brodiee pop bottles let my druqs kick in the we pop modelss ha! I'm like walk til you can't walk bounce stop rouqh tiqht niqqa & she saw tht. As a rockk
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
[Chorus: G Austin]
If you kiss me on my neck then I'll probably stay in lonqer
If you do it how I like it then the feelinq will qet stronqer
Cause you do it well, qirl enjoy yourself
Just don't hurt your self
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
We gon' fuck until this bottle is gone
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
We gon' fuck until this song is over
And your bra is off
And your panties hit the floor
Leave your heels on
What you waiting on
[Verse 1: YG]
Kiss me girl I'm a kiss you back
And I'll be CarMax if your lips is chapped
Yeh I'll be anything you want me to
Yeh I'll do anything you want me to
Fuck me girl til' I Say stop
And I ain't sayin stop til' I hear the neighbors knock
Yeah I'm a F-R-E-A-K
I'll fuck you all night won't stop til' it's day
Yeah fuck tellin me to wait
The dick good plus the head great
But I can put you to bed way before eight
I'll make you cum all early
You usually cum late
Stop actin icky girl give me some pussy
And I'll give you a hickey while I'm hittin that pussy
You know I gotta smoke, girl I hate bein sober
And if you kiss me on my neck girl I'll probably stay longer
[Chorus: G Austin]
If you kiss me on my neck then I'll probably stay in lonqer
If you do it how I like it then the feelinq will qet stronqer
Cause you do it well, qirl enjoy yourself
Just don't hurt your self
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
We gon' fuck until this bottle is gone
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
We gon' fuck until this song is over
And your bra is off
And your panties hit the floor
Leave your heels on
What you waiting on
[Verse 2: YG]
Let's do it how I like it girl all night long
Let's do it how I like it girl with no comdom on
I ain't dumb girl and I can't sing
But I think I'm sprung girl like T-Pain
So tell me watchu gon' do about it
You live in your nigga house
You should move up out it
Cause he a no life
He ain't worth your time
I'm tryna make you mine
Cause you oh so fine
I'm tryna get you in my bed so I can beat it up
Got a appetite for pussy so I'm a eat it up
Drop your draws, Drop your bra
Leave you heels on but take errthing else off
I ain't in a rush girl, enjoy yourself
I'm just tryna fuck you girl, nobody else
You know I gotta smoke, girl I hate bein sober
And if you kiss me on my neck I'll probably stay longer
[Chorus: G Austin]
If you kiss me on my neck then I'll probably stay in lonqer
If you do it how I like it then the feelinq will qet stronqer
Cause you do it well, qirl enjoy yourself
Just don't hurt your self
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
We gon' fuck until this bottle is gone
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
Fuck me til I say stop
We gon' fuck until this song is over
And your bra is off
And your panties hit the floor
Leave your heels on
Where are the ladies at, ladies at
[2x]
First off we gonna do it like this
just relax, take it off, lay down on your back, just
relax, I'ma str-stroke your body 'till it collapse,
just relax i got this girl, i got this girl,I'ma take
you to my world just relax, just listen to the beat and
think of me, just relax I'ma kill that pussy straight
murder that shit, and I'ma eat it, eat it, eat it then
lick it 'till it saps yeah
I'm a freak lil' mama
just call me daddy
and i promise to god I'ma make you happy
and she don't speak no spanish
but she call me papi
but i promise to god
Chorus
girl when i lay your body down
baby relax
girl when i hit it from the back
just relax
girl when you climb up on top
you know I'm just tryna relax so
slow down
[5x]
verse 2
girl i swear when you put that pussy on me i loose my
mutha fuckin mind, i can't get my thoughts together
girl I'm lost up in there and i can't remember my name
until you scream it, scream it, scream it, and when i
eat it, eat it, eat it, got you going crazy, crazy,
crazy, now your begging for me to put it back in
I'ma freak lil' mama
just call me daddy
and i promise to god that i'ma make u happy
she don't speak no spanish but she call me papi
Cuz when i lay that body down
Chorus
Girl when i lay you're body down
baby relax
Girl when i hit it from the back
just relax
Girl when you climb up on top
you know i'm just tryna relax so
slow down(5x)
Cuz I'm a freak lil' mama
just call me daddy
and i promise to god I'ma make you happy (aye)
and she don't speak no Spanish but she call me papi
but i promise to god I'ma make you happy
(aye) just relax girl
just relax
stop trippin girl
and just relax
i'll murder that pussy girl , straight murder that pussy girl , i'll murder that pussy girl , straight murder that pussy girl ,
[verse 1]
i'll kill that pusst straight murder that shit
eat yo homegirl pussy while i fuck another bitch
cause im nasty straight i aint lying bout nothing
imma tell you the truth ima pussy eater i aint frontin
and they say that she go both ways
have sex to my own music on replay
girl ima freak i just wanna let you know
ima lick lick lick yo pussy then blow
Ima dog and you a dog looks like ice
suckin on her pussy with a mouth full of ice
she biting on her lips and she scraching on my back
cause she be riding on my dick ,
and i be hiting it from the back .
i give the best head bitch i give the best head
if you niggas wanna learn i'll teach yall a lesson
ima freaker im the biggest freaker there is
wanna be a model come and lay in my sheets cause im nasty .
[chorus]
show me what you working with ,
drop it likes it hot ,
pick it up ,
bring it back ,
then show me what you got ,
ima pussy killer girl
i'll muder that shit ,
ima pussy killer girl i'll murder that shit like
show me what you working with ,
drop it likes it hot ,
pick it up ,
bring it back ,
then show me what you got ,
ima pussy killer girl
i'll muder that shit ,
ima pussy killer girl , i'll muder that shit .
[verse 2]
yeah yeah , you should of known ima freak
kill a pussy and make her spend her money on me
ima g ima g ima g and i love sex
sitting here thinking about who ima fuck next
yeah ima pussy eater we could have a fuck fest
and i like ass and tittys and she got dumb breast
keep it popin keep it popin dont stop drop it .
i got your girlfriend riding me topless ,
and she got buns but it aint no fun if the homies
cant have none ,
put yo ass out go put yo ass out ,
im trynna open up my dickhead in your mouth .
and she never fucked with a thug ,
i murdered that pussy cat high on drug ,
i did it so good your girlfriend fell in love
they treat like im money hungry , i need sex .
[chorus]
show me what you working with ,
drop it likes it hot ,
pick it up ,
bring it back ,
then show me what you got ,
ima pussy killer girl
i'll muder that shit ,
ima pussy killer girl i'll murder that shit like
show me what you working with ,
drop it likes it hot ,
pick it up ,
bring it back ,
then show me what you got ,
ima pussy killer girl
i'll muder that shit ,
[Intro: x2]
Yeah ah ha
You know what it is
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah ah ha, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah ah ha, screaming that's nothin
When I pull out the lot, that's stuntin
I rep my town, when you see me me you know everything
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
[Snoop Dogg:]
Swish! 24, that's black mamba
Snoop Dogg, he's a dope rhymer
Collaborate, with the golden state
In a yellow six deuce with the purple plates
I dip and dodge, I hit 3 and roll
Fish and chips, bounce pass down to Pau Gasol
We don't give a damn bout the big 3
LA Lake show we bout to 3 peat
And you can bet, that's on the set
Ron Artest about to get wet
I'm on the flo' and that's a fact
Sittin' next to uncle Jack blazin' up the purple sack
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
[Game:]
Louie Vuitton don
Purple 24′s, yellow Lambo I'm ridin'
Top blew the guts doors goin' suicide
Stuff in the wood, niggas know we gon kill that
Blow it in the air boy, know they gon feel that
Purp and yellow, purp and yellow
Watch me ball like you sittin' with Phil at
Ten car caravan Aston Martin's and all them hood whips
Them Cutlass's them Cadillacs's that leather be grippin' them wood tips
I was born up in the wood, claim Compton bet you ain't know that
Pops taught me how to get low in the floor clap
Went from a boy to a king, any block I five five four that
Nigga better know that, boy they playin'
Sawed off shotty
What they sayin'? nothin to a boss
I put two hoes in that LeCar
I come through fuckin niggas off
Hop in that truck and get lost
You playin' with a king not Gretzky
Even if ya let me, keep yo girl wetter than Game on a jet ski
Oo, cool, who say he smoother than a baby's ass
Pops was a dope boy we still spendin 80′s cash
Look on that Mercedes dash, boy you know what it is
Blowin on a scarecrow on my way to see the Wiz
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
[YG:]
Ridin' down Rose greens, Compton, California
Turn on the wrong street they might bang on ya
Home of the Lakers baby, yea you know it's purp and yellow
Take a hit of what I got, I bet it have you seeing doubles
But I'm an angel though, and your girls a pigeon
It's money over everything, girl you know the vision
Never been a mark if ya with it we can cut ya fade
Brought out 50 blew up the city, young Saddam Hussein
Pusha Ink the label baby, everything else is fuckin boring
I'm at Roscoes eatin with some chicks who foreign
I took your girlfriend from you boy you's a mark
My white Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa, push to start
[Intro - YG:]
Damn Bitch
Fuck off, always on my head bout some bullshit
So what man, you nothing to me
[Verse - YG:]
Yeah that’s my other bitch, she be trippin when I say im with another bitch
Sold her a dream that wont come true but she hope it is
We blowin blunts like candles, when you make a wish
Going back and forth, arguing about whos mistake it is
You know I aint the type of nigga for relationships
All these problems like a vacation, im getting away from them
Like save the problems for your mama, I aint buying em
Like girl you the only one im wit, she know im lying
Talking bout bitches I fucked the first night I met em
Like if you aint gon do nothing about it, bitch shut up
She tired of my shit, she cant do it, she fed up
And if she lookin for tha dough, I’d be glad to help her’
And she know about my other bitch
If I aint fucking her, she know who im fucking wit
And im caught up in the mix
Cuz im in love with this girl but I love the other bitch
[Chorus x2 - TY$:]
I think she knows about, my other bitch
She’s always searching my shit like the police, searching through my shit like the police
[Verse - YG:]
And my girlfriend came home, warning
She be searching through my shit like she had a warrant
Tryna find out who my who other bitch,
Lying to her saying she a good friend, yeah right bitch
And if you ridin wit me, nigga hop in
My other bitch got me feeling like im flyer than a rocket
All that bullshit you talking bout you need to stop it
And not appeal but im tryna pop, lock and drop it
And we can keep it low nobody gotta know
But sometimes having two bitches the way to go
And if I cant trust some of the homies, I cant trust a hoe
Cuz all she wanna do is argue, I said fashoo
And she searching through my shit like she the police
I know we’ve been talking for a minute but you don’t know me
And I think she know about my other bitch
But she cant do nothing about it but just live with it
[Chorus x2 - TY$:]
I think she knows about, my other bitch
She’s always searching my shit like the police, searching through my shit like the police
[Verse - YG:]
Im telling her how it is, she say stop playing stupid
Im in the streets, on the grind tryna do me
She asking me questions, where you at? who are you with?
Jumping to conclusions that im fucking with a new bitch
So, I bought her flowers on the weekend
Hope she forgives me for cheatin
But if she don’t imma be cool, cuz imma go back to girlfriend number two
[Chorus x2 - TY$:]
I think she knows about, my other bitch
[Chorus:]
You, you
You told a bitch
Who told another bitch
Who told another bitch
That bitch, she a snitch
Niggas be pillow talkin
Niggas be pillow talkin
Niggas be pillow talkin
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
Homies, phonies
Homies, phonies
Homies Phonies
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
Homies, phonies
Homies, phonies
Homies Phonies
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
[YG:]
You told my bitch
About a bitch
That I fucked
Nigga What The Fuck?!
That ain't no bro shit
That some hoe shit
When I found out who it was
I was like "Ohhh Shit! "
Niggas pop a pill and their lips screw
Thought you was the homie
Well, that's a bitch move
You want the bitch, bitch
Just let the bitch choose
But instead you shoot the homie down
That's a bitch move
That ain't never bool
Thought you was the homie though
Never ever would a homie
Do that shit, never no
Niggas ain't real, niggas fake as fuck
Back stabbing nigga, uhhh
Niggas fake as fuck
Keep My name out your mouth
And keep your ass out my house
Cause you told my bitch
About a bitch
That I fucked
Nigga What The Fuck?!
[Chorus:]
You, you
You told a bitch
Who told another bitch
Who told another bitch
That bitch, she a snitch
Niggas be pillow talkin'
Niggas be pillow talkin
Niggas be pillow talkin
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
Homies, phonies
Homies, phonies
Homies Phonies
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
Homies, phonies
Homies, phonies
Homies Phonies
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
[Short Dawg:]
I hear them niggas hatin oon the sideline
What they doin?
Watchin me ball while they ride behind
They chicks trash and they bitter mine fine
Plus my money long than a twitter timeline
Yeah, and I'm the topic of discussion
Especially with these boppers that I'm cutting
They even cock blockin or they puffin
So you bet not mak them mad or...
(Or What?)
Niggas mouth get to runnin like bath water
You told another hoe
About some other hoe
From out in buffalo
That I smash a moth ago
You got a couple more
Talkin bout they heard things
All because she gave him no play, third string
He even told a broad the I serve lean
Like "Why you mess with Short?
He's a syrup fiend
It's fo sho you hatin, don't mistake it
So when you come with all that
Bro talk I'm like no relations
[Chorus:]
You, you
You told a bitch
Who told another bitch
Who told another bitch
That bitch, she a snitch
Niggas be pillow talkin'
Niggas be pillow talkin
Niggas be pillow talkin
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
Homies, phonies
Homies, phonies
Homies Phonies
Stop mutha fuckin talkin
Homies, phonies
Homies, phonies
Homies Phonies
YG which ones you like better
These frankadese or theses gucci's
Wait which ones make my booty look bigger
Can you make it clap
Can you make it clap
Can you make it clap
Can you make it clap
Can you make it clap
Can you make it clap
Can you make it clap
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
She make it clap and bring it back on a nigga
She make it clap and bring it back on a nigga
She drop it to the floor low then she pick it up
She drop it low to the floor then she pick it up
Booty like nicki
Bitch so pretty
If I see her in the club bet a dub I get it
All the bad bitches
All the rat bitches
All the doo doo mamas and the fat bitches
Gone gone gone fuck it up
Drink the whole cup
Leave your number baby
Tell me when we gone fuck
Tell her dance on my dick
I can't get enough
I aint tryna have a baby
But I'm tryna bust a nut
Yeaah a nigga nasty
Bitch call me daddy
Now she wanna be my bitch and start a fuckin family
What I look like
I told that slut sike
Baby said she pregnant
That was a joke right
I said it must be ya ass cause it ain't yo face
Don't kill all of it
Bitch pass the drink
I'm tryna bag a bitch like a bag of 8th
And she'll crack open like a brack of safe
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake
She make it clap and bring it back on a nigga
She make it clapo and bring it back on a nigga
She drop it low to the floor then she pick it up
She drop it low to the floor then she pick it up
Lil bad bitch
I Bet I hit fasho
She turn me on when she start doing the toosie roll
Pulled up to the spot in the benzo
I brought it out like yall shoot a rento
Get it in the back seat
Fog up the windows
The may back benzo is like a limbo
Her ass poppin like pimples
Tryna go in like some ass on dimples
Rollin off a pill
Nigga real hard
Fuck with me baby I can put you on a billboard
Fat asses get passes
Tryna find a bitch who I know get ratchett
She got her 7 jeans on and her weave long
She just want somebody shoulder she can lean on
Lil naked bitch
She got her crackout
Kit kat snack
I'll blow her back out
Pattycake pattycake bitch make it shake [x4]
She make it clap and bring it back on a nigga [x2]
She drop it to the floor low then she pick it up [x2]
Drop it like its heavy [x4]
[Girl:] Hello
[YG:] Aye, what's the deal?
[Girl:] Who's this?
[YG:] This YG
[Girl:] What the fuck, bye!
[YG:] Uh, hu, hello? Helloo? What the fuck
Baby why you leave me alone?
I thought we was in love, until you lett me go.
Put me on a boat & send me to the coast,
I miss them nights when I used to pipe & deep stroke
And I even used to fucking ball like a free throw; every Friday our bedroom was like a freakshow.
Thought I was yo nigga for life; yo hero? That's the words that she spoke, but that's fucked up the homies told me don't trip, but how I'm not gon trip when I lost my bitch?
Feeling like r Kelly I wish I wish.
And naw I ain't gon cry but I miss my bitch.
I miss my bbygirl but I don't know her anymore.
You gon do me like this? I guess this a cold world, it's a dog eat dog world & the dogs chase the cats.
Fucked up that she ain't coming back (naw)
Baby why you leave me? (leave me alone)
Baby why we don't talk no mo?
I used to be on easy!
Be yo nigga fo'sho (I used to be, but I'm not no mo)
Baby why you do me wrong?
(Baby why you leave me) [x3]
Baby why you do me wrong?
Baby why you leave me? (why)
You did it so easy (fucked up)
I tried to tell my momma (hahaha)
But my momma didn't believe me (damn)
This shit is off the hezzy, a nigga miss his brezzy
I miss the freaky things she used to do just to please me
Petty Pablo I had a freak a lic
She up & left the young faster than the GT
Just wish I could make things rewind, cause I'll rewind when she left me like the springtime.
I'll be fine? everybody know that that's a lie
Rockabye baby, rockabye baby
I think I need to go to rehab, I'm going crazy
I did everything you wanted me to & you played me!
And you know what's some fucked up shit?
I ain't even with another chick (damn)
Baby why you leave me? (leave me alone)
Baby why we don't talk no mo?
I used to be on easy!
Be yo nigga fo'sho (I used to be, but I'm not no mo)
Baby why you do me wrong?
(Baby why you leave me) [x3]
Baby why you do me wrong?
Since the day you left, I can't rest
I been out the house by myself, depressed
Riding round the streets by myself, tryna find somebody cause I really need help
So baby come back, baby comeeee back
Baby come back, baby comeeee back
Tell me what's the issue, girl I really miss you
I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna kiss you
Baby why you leave me? (leave me alone)
Baby why we don't talk no mo?
I used to be on easy!
Be yo nigga fo'sho (I used to be, but I'm not no mo)
Baby why you do me wrong?
(Baby why you leave me) [x3]
Baby why you do me wrong?
[Girl:] Hello?
[YG:] Aye man, what's the deal?
[Girl:] What are you asking me?
[YG:] Whatt?
[Girl:] What chu asking me?
[YG:] Like, like, like why you leave a nigga an shit?
[Girl:] You ain't never gon change, it's always gon be the same shit with you, like shit got old my nigga
[YG:] Damn, so like, like you ain't fucking with me no mo?
YG Talking:
ooo , ayee what it do?
ayee Mustard ayee tell that bitch,
aye tell that bitch,
bring my mothafucking chicken strips,
and my mothafucking extra ketchup on the side,
and sh*t and my sprite on ice b*tch aha,
i need that sh*t fast bitch im on,
a nigga need to eat, you know me?
im skinny and sh*t but look,
(ayee)
(DJ Ill Will)
(haha)
and every since my name been buzzin,
random people hit me up like "whats up cousin?"
yeah,
thats that bullsh*t dont them niggas be frontin?
but if you leave up to me,
man them niggas aint nothin,
and im all about my bread like a muffin,
i dont even know but the whip sittin on something,
orange Halloween diamonds, like pumpkins
scared off of three words 'nigga im stuntin'
[chorus]
and its sooo hard, yeah
b*tches wanna be like one,
but they dont bust they ones,
and its so hard
(i know i know i know i know)
niggas wanna crush my wife,
they just wanna change my life,
but its so hard, woooah yeah,
man if a nigga bang on me ima bang back,
because a b*tch n*gga only talk sh*t when he strapped,
and thats a fact write it down,
nigga learn it!
yall cant see me like i sittin behind the curtain,
like a party i can get your girl jerkin
b*tch suck my **** till her throat start hurtin!
yup,
and ima mothafucking freak b*tch,
and you can be my freak for the week b*tch,
and you'll get dismissed on that weak sh*t,
serve slippin nigga yup im on that slip sh*t,
niggas copy catting because my swagga contagious,
and i just threw the towel in like
'fuck it im famous'
i only f*ck with bad bitches,
call a nigga racist,
and tell me why my watch face stay changing,
aim if im in range,
im still hitting my target,
and if you talkin money they maybe we can bargin,
[chorus]
and its sooo hard, yeah
b*tches wanna be like one,
but they dont bust they ones,
and its so hard
(i know i know i know i know)
niggas wanna crush my wife,
they just wanna change my life,
but its so hard, woooah yeah,
and you aint f*cking my wife,
taking my life,
and if you just hating, just walk on by,
fuc* all you haters just walk on by,
yeah,
look
(talking)
to all my homies,
you gotta know it
life is hard the streets is tough,
but i aint looking down im only looking up,(x2)
my daddy told me to stunt,
so ima stunt (x2)
[Chorus: x2]
I wake up in the morning
Pull them panties to the side
And I'm twistin up that Cali
Cause you know I stay high
[x4:]
For my bitch to count my dough
[YG:]
Wake up in the morning
For my bitch she fuck me back
After I nut she clean it up and the we count a stack
If you were around the corner
You could probably hear her moaning
I wake the neighbors up
Cause I fucking every morning
I'm a mutha fuckin gangsta
Got some straps up in the closet
In these streets is beef
So I keep the duce in my pocket
Even tho I'm on probation
Keep the blunt in rotation
Smoking some fire
Got it from my connect and he Jamaican
I'm just tryin to make a dolla outta 15 cents
So I hit the block
And straight pimp me a bitch, uh
My daddy told me nigga get it how you live
So it's Money over bitches
Nigga that's just what it is
Keepin it G til I die
To these bitches I lie
Walk out the mall
Looking so flyyyyyy
All I know my bank account
Got long ass digits
California weed
Counting cheese
Fuckin bad bitches
[Chorus: x2]
I wake up in the morning
Pull them panties to the side
And I'm twistin up that Cali
Cause you know I stay high
[x4:]
For my bitch to count my dough
[Big Krit:]
I'm tired talkin early morning fucking
Bed side sucking
Why you turnin on ya oven
I was pullin out and bustin on her
Back never in her cat
Never in between
If you gotta
Superbad bitch like mine
Shawty know what I mean
I'm talking slob on my nob like a pro
Zonin... blowing
She might never let it got
On the low
She's a very freaky girl
Don't say no to daddy
She get wet when I swang [?]
Dump it in my Cadi
She built like a thoroughbred
Ride like a glass house
Push on the pillow
She shake and shiver
And mad shy
Breakfast and champagne
Band and ass and titties
Kush and orange juice
Serving up and hella pimpin
[Chorus: x2]
I wake up in the morning
Pull them panties to the side
And I'm twisting up that Cali
Cause you know I stay high
[x4:]
For my bitch to count my dough
[Big Sean:]
Yea I wake up with hard dick
And the bitch you was dreaming about
She wake up to the realest nigga
That all of these hoes is dreaming about
I walk in the bank, I'm cleaning it out
Jewelry store I'm gleaming it out
I'm smacking these hoes
And then in skeet on their blouse
You keep your own homes
I'm just leasing them out
WESTSIDE!
And I don't mean the fuckin coast
She screaming B.I.G
But it ain't no fuckin ghost
The hoes that turned you down
Is the ones I fuck the most
I'm burning all this bread
So we might as well fuckin toast
Man these niggas looking at me
Like they hoes or something
Ya'll are barely touching green
Ya'll are holes in one
These niggas is hoeing cause
Damnit life's a slut
But I bust a nut
And it's no wonder why all
These niggas look like my oldest son
Too me say it ain't
And that ghetto ass dealer man
Lighting purple haze you would of thought
I was chillin with Killa Cam
Goin around and around
And around and around
This shit it feelin like ceiling flans
I feel the hands feelin in my pants
Like "shut the fuck up hoe
And get in this van",
I wake up
[Chorus: x2]
I wake up in the morning
Pull them panties to the side
And I'm twistin up that Cali
Cause you know I stay high
[x4:]
[Chorus:]
First off this beat bang
Ask around I'm the muthafuckin' man
I'm 'bout to drop ten racks on a chain and
Find a pretty bitch that I can dip w/ in the Range
I'm good I put that on the hood I'm good [x4]
First off this beat bang
Ask around I'm the muthafuckin' man
I'm 'bout to drop ten racks on a chain and
Find a pretty bitch that I can dip w/ in the Range
I'm good I put that on the hood I'm good [x4]
[Verse 1:]
Aye aye, I'm so straight the cops so crooket,
Clique full of soliders like No Limit,
Watch it, what you doing? Bitch gimme four mintutes,
All in a nigga grill like four Dentists
Ridin' 'round solo got the money in the choke-hold
Whole head tattooed like a fuckin' Cholo,
Never hate the next men nigga that's a noo noo,
Got ya girl bouncin' on my dick like a lowlow,
Mustard on the beat, mustard get a fuckin' check,
I got bitches, take bitches nigga wanna bet?
Ice on my neck got ice in my ears hit the club
Niggas looking at me hella weird,
It's YG 400 bitch get it right,
You at the club every weekend bitch get a life
Ever since she fucked w/ me she never been the same
Well got damn just blame it on my ding-a-langg
[Chorus:]
First off this beat bang
Ask around I'm the muthafuckin' man
I'm 'bout to drop ten racks on a chain and
Find a pretty bitch that I can dip w/ in the Range
I'm good I put that on the hood I'm good [x4]
[Verse 2:]
Aye aye I'm so frooze the diamonds look so lemon
You should text 'cause my phone had low minutes,
Nigga's need swishers so we at the store w/ it
If you don't drop on the blunt then you don't hit it,
Flyer than a eagle, ridin' in a reagule,
Money over bitches nigga you don't think we know
Pockets full of c-notes opps I mean p-notes
Bitch in the whip lookin' hot like a cheeto,
Uhh Louie bag and a briefcase bitch,
I get money like a sweaptake, uh everyweek a nigga eat steak,
What's dessert? shit I wonder how she taste
I don't want her you can get her
Bitch you ugly like yo daddy Reggie Miller
Like Pittsburg bet I steal her
And fuck her in the whip brand new from the dealer
[Chorus:]
First off this beat bang
Ask around I'm the muthafuckin' man
I'm 'bout to drop ten racks on a chain and
Find a pretty bitch that I can dip w/ in the Range
Aye Aye, Black hoodie, black shoes, black twos
Nigga trip and we bust now it's bad news (bah bah)
Take his bitch to the house cause she mad cool (fuck her)
Swam in that bitch pussy like a tadpole (fuck her)
Westside til I die Imma G though (wesstt)
Studio look something like a freak show
Ugly bitches get canceled like nino
And we got dick for them bitches that freeload
Imma westside treetop rida (whoop)
Bitches be freakin im the dick provida (fuck me bitch, suck me bitch [2x])
Slide up Slide up Raw dog bust a nut now I'm like ahhhh naw (ahh)
My daddy told strap up but I didn't listen (strap up)
Now I gotta take another trip to the clinic (damn damn)
I got bitches got bitches bitches bitches bitches
Life is to short I'm happy I'm not a midget
[Chorus:]
I like money, I like bitches, I like sittin' on 24 inches
I like weed and I like drank I do me fuck what y'all think
Ice cold stay froze like everyday winna
We don't smoke papers niggas only smoke swishers
Knock a nigga out like Deebo nigga
Boo bow bing One hitta quitta
[Reem Riches - Verse 2:]
What's happenin it's young homie Reem
Got a chain on my neck got a pocket full of cheese
Catch me in mid town wit my nigga TC
Shootin dice it's nothing if a nigga hit his point
All the homies gone rush him
Imma lil nigga I don't fight nigga im in there bustin
That's the end of discussion
Uh,nigga fuckin nigga we can line it up
Pu$ha inc the squad it's to late for you to sign up
Bitch boy yea I'm rich boy got the boosie fade crackin
Nigga pants saggin yea we run the west ask 50 what's hannin
Hit mustard up tell nigga roll up a blunt
YG shot me pill nigga I'm fucked up
Straight A student and shit I'm geeked up
Studio full of bitches we turn it up
Fast real fast tell them niggas keep up
[Chorus]
[TeeCee - Verse 3:]
I'm in the studio gettin twisted
With the homies smokin weed and fuckin bitches
Newports nigga yea I need a whole pack
cause I'm off two pills and a bottle of yac
Break a bitch back, snap
I got my chucks on and a strap
Mid town nigga yea you know where is at
[?] put the 40 gang up on the map
It's Pu$ha inc though and niggas like to hate
Cause we get to the money fast and they late
Do a lot of shows get paid smoke weed everyday
I'm on top but I love to get laid
Got a lot of bitches running my way
I do my two step and then I'm gone
It's tooted and booted yea bitch you know the song
[Chorus]
[GCa$$o - Verse 4:]
I know dress code say I'm active
and them bitches love a real young gangsta west hannin
I turn down nothing but ugly hoes
Ennie Mennie minny Moe your bitch chose
Im on and she love the way I throw up the 4
Saggin with my niggas brack one I had to get her
Ankle my I I I just might skin her
She gone put me in the Bentley and bring me dinner
Like a red light breaking on bitches it's a green light
I'm gone with her paper bitch I'm GCa$$0 now
Chopo mi pitho quick to blow a nigga brains see
She the rail off my dick now that's a blow job
Pretty bitch messy hair small waist fat ass like a attitude bad then a muthafucka
She want a rep not a busta
[Verse 1:]
Uh, I got this chick name Merchant
She my mane squeeze
Got this girl name Mesha
She my midnight creep
I got bitches you niggaz ain't foolin me
My boo thang Raven keep my strap in that Louis V
Got this girl name Faye she live across the way
Every time I need sex all I do is hop the gate
I had this girl name Kate she had tatts on her face
But when I stopped fuckin with her she turned gay
I got this chick name Bree she's a lil me
I got this groupie girl named Takima
I let her fuck the [?]
Cause if you fuck with Mustard you gotta fuck with Raymond
In order to fuck with me you gotta fuck the team
And if you ever see me down, don't feel bad for me
Cause I got two, two bitches name Chastity
Nigga don't let her sit next to me causez poppin ecstasy
And gaming up your bitch is my specialty,
[Chorus: x2]
Cause I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
Yo girl she like me
Yo girl she like me
Whaoo ooo, Whaoo ooo oooo
Yayi Yay, Yayi Yay Yay
Whaoo ooo, Whaoo ooo oooo
Yayi Yay, Yayi Yay Yay! Yay!
[Verse 2:]
Got this girl name Renika She think I'm Pam
And every time we have sex she wanna do it again
Ay yo I fuck with they friends, but they can't stop it
Cause I never give them dick again if they cock blockin
Got this girl name Britney always keep her with me
She always keep a couple grand stashed in her titties
I got this girl name Shalone she with it all
Little did you know she like to take dick in her jaw
Ahhh It's Yung Joc Goin Down
Tell me why yo girlfriend got me on speed dial
I got the bitch name Roxanne she live in Bompton
And she know we eatin McDonalds if I'm payin
Got this that live in Corona she use to live around the corner
She give me money when I put the dick on her
Ahhh It's Yung Joc Goin Down
Tell me why yo girlfriend got me on speed dial
[Chorus: x2]
Cause I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
Yo girl she like me
Yo girl she like me
[DJ Mustard:]
Whaoo ooo, Whaoo ooo oooo
{What's yo Zodiac sign?}
Yayi Yay, Yayi Yay Yay
{What's yo Zodiac sign?}
Whaoo ooo, Whaoo ooo oooo
{What's yo Zodiac sign?}
Yayi Yay, Yayi Yay Yay! Yay!
{What's yo Zodiac sign?}
Capricorn
Aquarius
Pisces
Ohhh
Aries
Capricorns
Geminis
Ohhh
Cancers
Leos
Virgos
Ohhh
Libra
Scorpio
Sagittarius
Ohhh
Cause Yo girl She like me
Yo girl she wanna ride me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ya'll know what it is right?
It's [?]
[Chorus: x2]
Cause I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
I got Bitches
Yo girl she like me
Yo girl she like me
Whaoo ooo, Whaoo ooo oooo
Yayi Yay, Yayi Yay Yay
Whaoo ooo, Whaoo ooo oooo
she asked me if i wanted right there
i said: hell yeah!
started kissing on my ear,
i said: hell yeah!
then i told her like you know her,
we can do it in my rover,
you can get from the
like the pistol in my oyster,
she says she wanted it hard,
so why beat it upon a
that got the dodge
this shall lead our pussy in it.
our pussy will probably end up before i finish.
she'll be our landmark like the
the she started playing with my balls like tennis.
no task, no soon, no , i give her the
i gotta say, that's my dick, like she had it in it,
oh flashy, you're my bitch,
now sit right here, around my dick!
chorus:
she said daddy do you want some?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want in the chair?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want it in the kitchen?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want it in the bed?
i said: hell yeah!
lady, say hell yeah!
lady, say hell yeah!
open up your legs, your ties
let a nigger go deep inside,
don't worry about where your car is
i'mma get this dick around!
i know is christmas eve,
i fuck under the tree.
legs in the air that she'll get from me!
break giant super freak,
grab your.. and now let me eat,
tight game i'm a beast,
you can say that i'm in vp.
mp3, same song go on repeat,
suck your bottom lip and now climb on top of me!
i'm hard as a rock while i beat your butt like a piñata.
says she love young money so i let her taste my dollar,
we fell asleep, wet, dreams,
our fantasies woke me up and she said:
chorus:
she said daddy do you want some?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want in the chair?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want it in the kitchen?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want it in the bed?
i said: hell yeah!
lady, say hell yeah!
lady, say hell yeah!
she said: do you want it in the kitchen?
i say: hell yeah!
she said: right behind the dishes?
i say: hell yeah!
she said: do you want it on the floor?
i say: hell yeah!
she said: right behind the door?
chorus:
she said daddy do you want some?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want in the chair?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want it in the kitchen?
i said: hell yeah!
do i want it in the bed?
i said: hell yeah!
lady, say hell yeah!
Quicker then a heart beat
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 she like me
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 your wifey
I can take your bitch quicker then a heart beat
If you look up
Yeah you know she with me
Your bitch want my number
Yeah you know she keep asking
I think she like me cause I'm light skinned & I'm nasty
Yeah it's like that
Yeah it's like that
Your girlfriend want me and I want her right back
I'm a give her no slack
Yeah you know I brake her back
And we in for the night so there ain't no comeing back
I'm a hit it up and beat it
If she cute then I'm a eat it
Yeah you know I keep a stroke
And keep that pussy wet on weekends
I'm a do it till the mornin
Get dressed then I'm leavin
Call another bitch that I cracked last weekend
She said she got a dude but she ain't really trippin
It's tootsie 48yeah you know I keep it pimpin
It's never no sippin pushaz in the buildin
5 fingers in the air bitch no ceilings
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 she like me
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 your wifey
I can take your bitch and won't give her back
Like fast; real fast like asap
I can take a niggas bitch and I can bang that
She comfortable cause my bed is like a mayback
But he actin like he don't care
She said she was out of shape and he was a square
Oh weird-o' niggah prolly born in delaware
She had a baby by him but huh I didn't care
She's something to cherish like gold silva ware
Then she herd pusha equals young billionaire
Throwing money in the air like we don't care
While yo girlfriend stop and stare
And when I go beast that's when she calls me papa bear
I snatch yo bitch nigga get outa here
I herd her say that she want a nigga like me
Like I was flockin I took his bitch in a heart beat
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 she like me
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 your wifey
I can take your bitch quicker then a heart beat
I just took yo bitch quicker then a heart beat
Legs and thighs in my mouth like dark meat
And she lifted up tow truck no parking
Then I beat it up like a cop no robbing
[Pause]
I know I'm getting off
It's tied dolla sign please hold your applause
Pusha eatin nigga let me see your palms
Ring the alarm we are the bomb
Tick tick I got your girlfriend
Tip-tippin on my dick tip-tippin on my dick
And she real bad real bad real kinky
And I herd she go both ways like nicki
I'm a find out cause now she comin to my house
To put the pussy back in my mouth
I was to high last time
I could'nteven fuck her right
But tonight I'm a beat this pussy
Like I beat this beat box
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 she like me
I can take your girl quicker then a heart beat [x3]
1 pump; 2 pump; 3 your wifey
[Verse 1:]
I take you out to eat red lobster then she let me do my job I'm the head doctor yea I'm
The sergant I do it perfect, I gave her a head job now I'm workin, tynna find nemo down low
Surfin told her ride my toungue like a ride at the circus, she got a head problem lemme fix it I
I told her I need that like a vixen my toungue is the bate need I'm goin fishin alll in her sea
Trynna see what I could wheel in I'm goin down like the 9/11 buildin gave her big head like the
Feeds off to my children, lay on my hosptial bed I.V's now right below her hips is where you could
Find meh doin my job given head most likeley come to my world I'll give yhu head rite
Precisley
[Chorus 1:]
I beat it up but before I eat it first if the bitch burr I'm a I'm a give her what she worth I'm
The head doctor yg the nurse need don't worry bout meh cus I'm a man of my word, I beat it
Up but before I eat it first I, I beat it up but before I eat it first I, I beat it up but before I
Eat it first I'm the head doctor girl yg the nurse
[Verse 2:]
Like she was goin in Labor I laid her on my table then I started makin my way below
Her navel, I'm goin down girl ibet istay low need then I chip her off like a potatoe if you
Wanna get fixed lay in my bed fixed her head problem with no meds now where my
Tools at? I'm trynna screw that the toungue get the job done iguess I'm a use that
Open up yur legs lemme go to work got her thinkin bout so much head her head hurt
I'm a head nerd I'm a head nurse need before I beat it up I'm a give her head first I'm trynna
Lick it then hit it like I hit the purp I made her run it back till her legs hurt taha toungue
All in her grill I aim to kill like shootin a steal ugh
[Chorus:]
I beat it up but before I eat it first if the bitch burr I'm a I'm a give her what she worth I'm
The head doctor yg the nurse need don't worry bout meh cus I'm a man of my word, I beat it
Up but before I eat it first I, I beat it up but before I eat it first I, I beat it up but before I
Eat it first I'm the head doctor girl yg the nurse
[Chorus 2:]
I lick it, eat it snap it mail it out bring it back till choppa choppa pick it up need make it clap
Need she kno she bad that ain't a statement that's a fact girl I'm the head doctor I could
Work on you in the back [x2]
Lick it eat it snap it mail it out bring it back [x3]
Bring it back [x5]... I could work on you in the back
[Chorus 1:]
I beat it up but before I eat it first if the bitch burr I'm a I'm a give her what she worth I'm
The head doctor yg the nurse need don't worry bout meh cus I'm a man of my word, I beat it
Up but before I eat it first I, I beat it up but before I eat it first I, I beat it up but before I
(Intro)
(Chrous)
Dippin N Sippin
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Im on the 105 freeway, doin 110
Patron in my cup, and im Ridin' with my friends.
Dippin N Sippin
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Just Re'd Up, so a nigga feelin good
Got 4 Racks on me on the way to the hood.
Say Woah
(End Chorus)
(YG)
Hit the Block,
Then i stop,
Cause im drunk,
and im hot.
a nigga drunk a grip, so a nigga gotta piss
Pocket full of money, wit another nigga's bitch.
I dont give a fuck, nigga dont give a shit imma skinny
ass nigga
wit a long ass dick.
And a nigga on, nigga faded, bitch said she pregnant
but i aint finna claim it.
So a nigga ridin, drunk drivin, feelin like im glidin,
cause a nigga slidin,
Just Re'd Up so a nigga great
My bitch do shopping spree's your bitch can't.
And my Whip filled up with the homies, Drunk drivin so
im hidin' from the police
I'm on the freeway, ay fuck the speed limit,
And imma crash in my bedroom with 3 Bitches.
Cause i was;
(Chorus)
(Ty$)
Yeah, I'm pissy drunk so nigga its, Fuck You, Fuck You.
I'm with the homies, we under the inFluEnce.
Pusha inc. Baby, YE!
WE Been Doin this.
Nigga Drunk drivin? a bad Influence, i dont give a
fuck,
Im Dippin and im Sippin,
Patron got me on, but these pills got me trippin.
and Yeah, I'm with the homies, we ashy(?) so fuck you,
fuck you,
we got some bitches that's easy to influence, Spillin
out my cup,
Cause nigga im drunk, and Plus,
IM tatted all on my face so you know i dont give a
fuck,
I'm on the 105 Freeway, im doin 110.
Patron in my cup plus im ridin with my friends,
Ye Ye,
Yeah my niggas ball, but you they dont play,
Only laugh to the bank.
And im on the Freeway? Ay fuck the speedlimit,
I'mma Crash in my bedroom with 3 Bitches
Cause i was
(Chorus)
(Pc)
I'm on Ciroc, Patron, the goose got me gone,
and my Whip look nice, so bitches wont lemme lone.
Hit the blunt a couple times so you know a nigga
blownnnn... Nigga, im Faded.
I'm on Ciroc, Patron, the goose got me gone,
and my Whip look nice, so bitches wont lemme lone.
Hit the Blunt here and there, so you know a nigga
Blownnn... Nigga, Im Faded.
(Outro)
Dippin N Sippin
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Im on the 105 freeway, doin 110
Patron in my cup, and im Ridin' with my friends.
Dippin N Sippin
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Dip, Dippin N Sippin,
Just Re'd Up, so a nigga feelin good
Got 4 Racks on me on the way to the hood.
Say Woah
Woah, Oooahh.
(5kinAndBone5)
YG: ta haha
steppin out the whip on some bullsh*t,
you can catch a n*gga ballin,
Randy Moore sh*t,
her boyfriend swaggless,
like he lost it,
everything i seen in the Gucci store i bought it,
retarded ballin,
like Micheal Jordan,
ball so hard i should sponsor for Spalding,
yup plus the 7 jeans too fresh,
gettin big money like im cutting money checks,
yup on point bullseye,
like my self esteem hit the blunt,
because im soo high!
i be winter fresh like a breath mint,
president tint like the whip had an election,
yup hopping out the whip in the best sh*t,
like doggie doo doo,
i be in some fresh sh*t,
swagger up there way too high,
yall cant see me la-la-la BYE!
[chorus]
girl you aint gotta ask,
you know i stay fly,
cooler than a brisk ice tea,
in the summer time,
la-la-la
i got her saying,
la-la-la
nigga swagga so stupid,
idont even know why,
and plus im on point bullseye,
la-la-la
i got her saying
la-la-la
hey (x8)
i got her saying
woah (x7)
girl you aint gotta ask you know i stay fly,
clothes smell like marijuana because i stay high,
i stay wet doo doo and stay dry,
those boys burnt out,
yeah they stay fried,
(haha)
swagga switched up,
like i changed mines,
i got on quick,
yours taking time,
got on a Gucci watch,
so i aint wasting time,
hunnit yard dash,
leaving niggas way behind,
swagga over board,
like i crossed the line,
they say it cost to be the boss,
well i aint paying fines,
plus my money long,
like it got hang time,
you basic people,
stick to the baseline,
chop the top of the coop, now im ruthless
my girl name Keisha got a girl name Susi,
like a nigga was picky,
i got them girls choosin,
found out i was on point,
like thats the soultion,
[chorus]
girl you aint gotta ask,
you know i stay fly,
cooler than a brisk ice tea,
in the summer time,
la-la-la
i got her saying,
la-la-la
nigga swagga so stupid,
idont even know why,
and plus im on point bullseye,
la-la-la
i got her saying
la-la-la
hey (x8)
i got her saying
woah (x7)
yup im all that,
credit card black,
hop in the whip and head where the mall at,
all my girl love me,
they try to make me hubby,
and if i didn't have a show every week,
they probally try to f*ck me,
TY$:
all my girls love me (x4)
hop in the whip,
and head where the mall at (x2)
[chorus]
girl you aint gotta ask,
you know i stay fly,
cooler than a brisk ice tea,
in the summer time,
la-la-la
i got her saying,
la-la-la
nigga swagga so stupid,
idont even know why,
and plus im on point bullseye,
la-la-la
i got her saying
la-la-la
hey (x8)
i got her saying
(Chorus)
Bitches ain't shit, but hoes and tricks (x8)
[YG]
Aye..uh
Got this bitch named tasha, She let me fuck her in the
car.
Like kim kardashian, she wanna be a Star.
Got this bitch named Britanny, With BIG ASS TITIES.
But bitches aint shit, cuz Bitches act Mickey (ughhhhh)
Got a main bitch, but i don't need her.
Everytime we fuck, i gotta pop a bean first.
Hit the purp, then eat that pussy for dessert.
It gets worse, just watch when she squirt.
I got this bitch who act Sadity,
She live in the cities,
Everytime she hear i got a new bitch, She says she miss
Imma thug, Got this thug bitch she stay up in the
Jungles.
Everytime we go to Crenshaw Mall, she have a Rumble.
Got this bitch in the Hoovas, I don't wanna losaaaaa.
Ass so fat to measure it, i need a rulaaa.
Got this Bad Bitch, that go to Northridge.
She always wear gucci, but she can't Afford It.
(Chorus)
Bitches ain't shit, but hoes and tricks (x8)
[Tyga]
Take a bitch life, Now it's my life.
Needa bitch that can Fuck, Cook, Clean, right.
Turn a bitch out, make her lick twice.
Yeah she eat pussy, but she don't fuck dikes.
Laid in the middle, two ? Alike
Straight kill a bitch, pop rocks little sprite.
Bam bam little chubby ass gooy car,
Tell the bitch twinkle twinkle come meet a star,
I dont ODOM, no lamar
Kind of money make her come out her Leotard,
I'm in this bitch, like my dick hard.
And i shuffle money, Like playing cards.
YG tell them bitches wassup, they ready to cut no,
links in my suit, we don't cuff em,
Straight duck em, Like donald.
Quack Qwak,
I dont even know the sound them bitches make
cuzzzzzz....
(Chorus)
Bitches ain't shit, but hoes and tricks (x8)
[Nipsey Hussle]
Look I like bitches, that's lightskinned-ed,
With ah whole a lot of ass, and get right with it,
Off a pill, i can prolly' make her like bitches,
Lick Lick it, like a lolli till it's like Liquid,
These hoochies always talkin' bout, where my dick is,
But if it's not in your mouth, then get out my
business,
A nigga real ratchet, i ain't Wifin' Shit,
Known to fuck and cut her off, Lightswitches.
Uh, Now What i get ? Money bitch,
You look good, but to me you just a bummy bitch,
And the funny shit is, you know my other bitch,
Met me through her, on some under cover lover shit,
Got damn, ain't that your homegurl?
Scandalous bitches, we livin' in a cold world.
That's why i flip em, flip em like ah zone gurl.
And everyweek i change my number to my phone cuz...
(Chorus)
Bitches ain't shit but, hoes and tricks (x9).
Unn,
[Verse 1:]
Ain't shit changed, I be on the sidekick everyday
What's ya number naah what's yaa aim,
You cute girl what you expect for me to say,
I hit her up like what you doing today,
She didn't hit me back, she put her away in my face
Thass mean you rude. that'ss why you still got a sidekick2,
Now I'm on to the next chick, "chupa mi pito" my aims famous
My sidekick prepaid just aim it.
Talking to girls that don't speak my language, out of all her icons. mines her favorite
And she would never ignore me,
If I aimed ya girlfriend I bet she store me!
[Chorus:]
You trynna kick it (maybe)
Where ya man (he Gone)
AIM ME!
Wait how you getting home, AIM ME
I don't talk on the phone jus aim me.
Aim Me [x6]
I don't talk on the phone just aim me
[Verse 2:]
Okay, put my Vot on small,
Scrolling down my aim list & I'm trynna aim all ya'll
I'm so not like ya'll I get a new aim every time I'm in the mall
And yo icon Cute.
Send me some pictures of yo icon 2, ygtheman@tmail.com
You Can hit me up girl.
IF YOU BOMB
I Gottah put a code on my phone,
Cause my girl try to go threw it when she come home.
Icons, aways, & smiley faces
She said I want her aim.
I said I'll take it
T-Mobile Got everybody aiming.
The service tripping my aways keep changing
And she would never ignore me
If I aim ya girl friend I bet she store me
[Chorus:]
You trynna kick it (maybe)
Where ya man (he Gone)
AIM ME!
Wait how you getting home, AIM ME
I don't talk on the phone jus aim me.
Aim Me [x6]
I don't talk on the phone just aim me
[Verse 3:]
Okaaay, where the function at today
Send it to my tmail so I can put it in my away (yeah)
And I bet it jerk
I'm on aim trynna sell x-pills & Purp
You need hurp hit me pronto,
So many aims, I gottah switch convos
Woke up got out the bed
Checked My phone and I had 32 Aims Unread.
My girl aimmed me like where you at
I told her I'm in the studio BE RIGHT BACK
And for the people that aim me alot,
If you never see me signed on
That mean you BLOCKED.
Girl what you mean,
She said she a freak & I said OMG
Keep it on the low don't tell
I asked her for some money & she said lol (haa)
You trynna kick it (maybe)
Where ya man (he Gone)
AIM ME!
Wait how you getting home, AIM ME
I don't talk on the phone jus aim me.
Aim Me [x6]
[Hook: x4]
Bend that shit over
Then make it clap
[Verse 1:]
Bend that shit over
Then make it clap
I bust a nut then take a nap
That pussy be fat
Long as the stomach
And a dick in her tummy
I make her have a stomach ache
Pussy ass tits ye I need all that
Now you say you want me on the ticks
I believe it all that
Ass like J.Lo angel with the halo
Niggas act hoe but in the hood they ain't got no say so
Feeling froggy lee, nigga hit your kermit
See you in the hood, you hit the sherman
When niggas whip that dick up bitches get nervous
Treat that pussy like an enemy, bitch I murk it
Bitch shake that ass, bitch shake that ass
Nigga getting old pussy wanna rip that ass
Bend over, pin naked
I paid for then I ate it
[Hook: x8]
Bend that shit over
Then make it clap
[Verse 2:]
Said she drunk too much liquor
Said she drunk too much liquor
She don't fuck with her ex
Said she drunk too much liquor
Said she drunk too much liquor
She don't fuck with her ex nigga
What that shit do done
Say that pussy bomb I say do they smell good though
We act our state 'cause we from the hood though
Your bitch ugly wouldn't fuck her if I could though
But if that pussy shaved I hit
If that pussy shaved I hit
I finna bust her then oh shit
If she bad I ain't pulling ou
If she bad I ain't pulling out
Now she telling me to pull out I'm like nah bitch!
Bitch shake that ass, bitch shake that ass
Nigga getting old pussy wanna rip that ass
Bend over, getting naked
She said I done quick, bitch I was wasted
[Hook: x8]
Bend that shit over
Then make it clap
[Bridge:]
All my ladies put your hands where your toe
And pick it up, pick it up for a stack now
All my ladies put your hands where your toe
And pick it up, pick it up for a stack now
All my ladies put your hands where your air
And do it good, do it like you don't care now
All my ladies put your hands where your air
And do it, do it, do it like you don't care now
[Hook: x8]
Bend that shit over
[Verse 1: YG]
Okay My Name YG And I Came To Play
Fuck, Then I Bust A Nut, N I Aim Her Face
Yeah I'm a Real Nigga, I Ain't Got Time To Fake
The Glock Like A Fan, Ha Blow Ya Mind Away
I'm On My Grind Told My Momma Fuck A 9-5
I Get Money Fuck Bitches That's My Alibi
I'm Laughing in Ya Bitches Pussy Like Hahahahahaha
But Anyways I'm Getting Paid, Yeah I get It How I'm
Living
Treat The Game Like A Spider In My House, I Gotta Get
Okay Big Dick Bandit, Yeah Ya Bitch Know
We Outside Smokin That Indo, And My Momma Bends Em, An
My Momma Bends Them
I'm a Keep Young Nigga, N My Momma Frenso
Give Her A Bottle Of Cirroc, N Her [?] Peeled
N If She Ain't Fuckin Throw Her Out The Windshield
[Hook:]
Real Nigga, Real Nigga, I Ain't Ever Lie
Change Hoes Like Channels Got These Bitches Televised
Here That Nigga Puff Puff, Now That Nigga Hella High
An I Can Show You How To Make It In America
How Ya Ride, How Ya Ride, On 24 Inches
Hotel Room We Keep 24 Bitches, yup This How I'm Living
Nigga Ya Never Change The Price, Living Fast [?]
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Uh, A 100 Thousand In The Briefcase, Like I Won A
Sweepstakes
Party with Aristocratic Bitches Bring The Cheese Plate
I Really Am This, And It Just Seem Great
Weight Of The World On My Shoulders Till My Knees Break
Give Em' E Pills, Tell Em Be Still
I Got Them Donuts For Ya n They Cream Filled
Got Them Expensive Flows And Extensive Flows
Designer Brands That You Never Own, A Second Phone That
I'm Never On
Eating FiletMinOne From Her Resturaunt
And That's Pussy, And I Prefer Money
Yeah It's Mac Miller YG Fo Hunnid
So Hit My Up With That Dutch To Split
You Mad That Lil White Boy Fucked Ya Bitch
Never Time Ya Better Cuff Yo Chick, Cause She Ain't
Ever Gonna Get Enough Of This
[Hook]
[Verse 3: YG]
Okay I'm Riding Threw The City With The Top Down
That's The First Day Of Summer Niggas Hot Now
I Got Bars That Put You On Lockdown
This Ain't The Weight Room But My Niggas Got Pounds
I Hit The Block Then I Bounce
She A Young Nigga Gon', Just Get Yo Bitch Quit Blowing
Up My Phone
What The fuck Is going On, Tell That Bitch leave Me
Alone
She Only Good When My Whipper In Her Thong
Okay I Meet A Bitch, Beat A Bitch
Fucked Her Then I leave A bitch
Fucked Her With The Lights Off She Ain't Even See The
Dick
N If She Looked Bad You Know I'm a Eat A Bitch
Now She All On A Nigga Like Cheetah Print
I'm On Mars N My Flow On Jupiter, Wrist Go Dumb But My
Chain Go Stupider
I'm The Shit Bitch I Have Yo Niggas Stupider
Now Heavenly Father Please Protect Me From Lucifer
[Chorus]
I ‘ont like hand jobs, bitch I like head [8x]
[Verse 1]
Fuck jacking me off girl, suck me slow
If the head good then you know we fuck fasho
I’m living that life as a young Star
Got them hoes getting dirty like junkyards
My nigga Mustard on the beat hoe
You know the routine, what I gotta speak foe
Now get down on your knees and tell the Lord
How much you love me, now run it back
Lil ratchet hoe, I ain’t fucking that
She know my girlfriend now that’s a fucking trap
The crazy things she do for a hunnet racks
Suck a hunnet homies up in the fucking back
Lil nasty where tf you went to school at?
Crenshaw High shit I shoulda known that
What that shit do?
She said her boyfriend packing, I got dick too
truuuuuuu
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Don’t touch the dick, suck the dick
Excuse my mouth but fuck this shit
I go hard but go harder in the summer
Till my account got seven digits like my phone number
I don’t love ‘em I mistreat ‘em
Did her wrong ‘cause I didn’t need her
Dog these hoes I don’t feed ‘em, they ask me for advice
I mislead ‘em, back to the head girl
I need dumb throat, stop playing girl this ain’t jump
rope
You be on & off I’m tryna be all in
Amber Rose the only bitch that look good bald head
I need all head no cuts
I need that good that make a nigga say "Holllllll'd up"
Fuck bitches stack Benji’s
Los Angeles County baby Ratchet City
[2x]
I got my top down in my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause Im bent
She rolling up with no steam
I got my Louis bag duffled up, fuck with the squad
And throw it up I got my top down speakers bump
See me when I pull it up
[YG]
Gucci bag with a Louis belt, you know I keep the glock
by the stash in the shelf
Your money too short nigga use an L
Seen you the other day you was looking like you could
use some help
just got to check for the shot now
Up in the store blow all the stock down
My mixtape dropped to hot now, oh thats the bitch you
wanna knock down
yeah I'm a Fly nigga, but this Comp town
Disrespect the clique and get knocked up
If you cut back, chip in, One of your bulls gettin
knocked down
(Ayeee) I am a fly nigger, I am a fly nigger
Ate some palmate, keep it pressy, yeah thats my nigga
Sippin on 40, just bought a 40
I am fucking with his bitch she say she 40
Told her I aced the minute she stayed
Shit Proly cause she eating that rolly
Got an issue nigger come press us
Grandma said a look goin bless us
We ain't no students don't test us
Cause that 9 bust more than my left nut
All my niggas with the extras
like movie clips and 400 dollar Air Max
Flight Club or the diamond store on ... (ayye)
[2x]
I got my top down in my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause Im bent
She rolling up with no steam
I got my Louis bag duffled up, fuck with the squad
And throw it up I got my top down speakers bump
See me when I pull it up
[Dom Kennedy]
This money pursue that
You the man I never knew that
I walked up, my car starts
She asks me how you do that (uhh)
Nino brown to the new jacks
Head nigga of the new school, but I'm in another class
Spend old money on my new school
Yeah 2 hoes thats 3 bottles
Don't call if you don't swallow
Cute girls that roll weed, yeah thats my type of roll
models
YG thats four figures
Niggers making six figure, we got all the bitches
niggas
You got all the bitch niggas
Pusha inc. get OPM
Tell em come and get with us
Versace pillows everywhere, nigga come sit with me
I'm not really flossing, I'm just talking what I sing
Its not every day you're stuffing 20 thousand in your
jeans
I make music, I make money
Don't let nothing come between
I drink head not norline, I get fresh like its routine
Yeah she know I do my thing, cuz I'm a legend on the
west (uhh)
If you are gonna bring your gun, just make sure you got
your vest
[2x]
I got my top down in my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause im bent
She rolling up with no steam
I got my Louis bag duffled up, fuck with the squad
And throw it up I got my top down speakers bump
[Intro:]
Toast to the Hot Boyz, nigga
Hot Boyz did it, nigga
Hot Boyz nigga
Hot Boyz nigga
That was the point when I stopped believin'
'Cause I had nothin' else left to believe in
From now on, I was gon' get justice, my way
[Outro:]
[Intro:]
I want you girl
Baby, I want you girl
Let that young G hit you
Let a YG get with you
[Verse 1:]
Light skin, slim fit, curly hair
Where's your climax girl? I'm tryna take you there
Rodell Drive, yeah, I'm just tryna take you there
She never had a orgasm, well I'm tryna take you there
She be with the one, two
She be down to fuck and kick it like Kung fu
She a bad bitch, she fuck the city up
She like Hurricane Sandy when she come through
Oh my, she give me butterflies
But fuck bein' shy, I'd rather be in them thighs
She know I'm a ride
Rappin' or not I'm at the crib
I told her drive through like Jack-in-the-Box
Girl... don't let me find out where your spot
Dick so good I have you actin' like somebody you not
Situation could only get realer
So you just be my bitch, and I'm a be your nigga
[Hook:]
I... put that on the set, girl, kissin' on your neck
Oh my, you like ooh, I...
If you respect yourself, I'm gon' give you your respect
girl
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you now
I bring my spec
[Verse 2:]
We got together, broke up and got together
She got me wonderin' who she fuckin' when we not
together
Her friends ratchet, don't kick it with 'em
'Cause they say the birds with the same feathers flock
together
That insecure shit she don't like
That immature shit she don't like
We both got spendin' problems
I be spendin' money, she be tryna spend the night
I give her pipe like a plumber
Her ex went broke, aw fuck that's a bummer
We do numbers like 6-9
We be fuckin' when we break up
I ain't trippin', that pussy been mine
She need sex, I'm like "call me now"
1-800-I-DICK-YOU-DOWN
She tryna wear my heart on her necklace
She don't wanna fuck the first night and I respect that
[Chorus:]
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the back
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
Cause I'm a pussy eater, pussy eater
I'm a pussy eater, pussy eater
[Verse 1: YG]
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
My old girlfriend say I make her feel young
Yikes, I'm like a plummer with the pipes
Girl I eat that pussy with a mouth full of ice
Them sheet what are you land on I'm a leave them soaked
Give you the chills baby make you kiss the holy ghost
Them sheet what are you land on I'm a leave them soaked
Give you the chills baby make you kiss the holy ghost
How you doing, what she [?]
She say hi I'm tight, girl you so bad
I let you rub my face, so I can eat it from the back
Put your face in the pillow
If it tastes like Skittles then my face is in the
middle
I let you ride me like a brand new chick
She just turned 18, she my brand new chick
And for her, all my college girl are like the way I
look
I eat that pussy while you read your book, yeah
[Chorus:]
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the back
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
Cause I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
Girl I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
And you gonn like it
[Verse 2: Tyga]
Bitch stop it, punk the pussy hot topic
Leave the pussy on fire, I'm the firefighter
Hear the sirens fucking neighbors think it's violence
Fly nigga, never been a copilot
Too hard, on the eat pussy diet
You ain't never had it, you should fucking try it
Yeah you should fucking try it
I been fucking since noon, bitch I'm fucking tired
Tongue diving, do your legs like Pilates
No hands, tell that bitch ghost ride it
She gives me Becky, 69 give her Bobby
In the sauna, hotter than wasabi
She gonna tickle in the middle
Got your clit ring ringing
Screaming in the fucking pillow
I ain't coming till she finish
Coming pre, coming a little [?]
Know my job title, I give you the bizness
[Chorus:]
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the back
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
Cause I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
Girl I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
And you gonn like it
[Verse 3: YG]
See I can do it like that, I can do it like this
[?] get that pussy a kiss
Sign nigga [?] I can give you a hit
She been sex free for months, I can give you some tips
[?] cause I've been in that pussy since 08
90's baby we do what we wanna do
Here's what she tell me when I asked her she was coming
Back seat of the whip, back seat of the whip
I eat that pussy in the back seat of the whip
Damn I'm fucking with this bitch pam
Got right in that pussy then I went ham
Look I ain't trying to meet her fam
Cause if she ain't fucking I'm a tell her bitch scram
Fuck with this baby we allstars like [?]
Nasty, I do you on stage at my concert
[Chorus:]
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the
Bitch never had it like that
Face in the pillow while I eat it from the back
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
It ain't no shame in my game how I do it with my tongue
Do it with my, do it with my tongue
Cause I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
Girl I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
I'm the pussy eater, the pussy eater
West side 4 fingaz hoes feenin I don't
Want em
We got weed bring the swishers
Break em
Down and roll em hoes
I told them break em down yeah roll em
These ain't ours we stoled themm
If the bitch ain't fucking kick her off
My team like odom yeah I'm popping
Like script soda pay for 711 when I'm
Rolling upp mothafuck being sober I'm
So high bet the order I got bars like granolas
My pretty bitches bi polar
It had a to stank like it got ah odor
So fuck you pay me bitch that's
What I told her so much papper
I need a folder I'm a death of this sh
No folder trunkss [?] yee I sold thorn
My nuts wanna walk I hold
Them got more plugs than
A tub when you trynah set the water
09 summer I was listenin to the
Carter crack cocaine
Yeaah nigguh I go harder
Send a parrot hood in town
I could preech your order
Nigguh copying the flow (yep) [x2]
Knida soda they just trynah
Be like a nigguh from California
Fuck with me bitch I rep
California I beat that pussy
Up till that pussy out of order
Pusha ink is the label them my
Nigguhs that's my company
This ain't no sissy role no
Lollipop shit my nigguhs suckafree
Best beleive she packed with a
Whole lotta ass if she fuckin with me
I'm charging 7 thousand 5 hundred
For a verse pay me nigguh ain't nothing free
West side 4 fingaz hoes feenin I don't
Want em
We got weed bring the swishers
Break em
Down and roll em hoes
It's westside 4 finqaz 2 twisted in
The middle we out here
Getting money haters look
What ya'll invented pusha inc
Mobster bad bitch smoking
Ganja pull up on a tonka
Lil nigguh big pockets
Lil nigguh be quiet I'm riding
Round bumping my shit
Me and jeezy we poppin
Just 2 young nigguhs on some
Fly shit (uh) first it was otiz
And now these nigguhs
Notice that's my big bro and
He coaching yeah need you more
Like a side line spokes man
Yeah and you ain't really
Poppin in yo city yous a sguare
These nigguhs swear what's
A [?] to a bear
We givin nigguhs careers I
Do this here for my peers
2012 is our year I'm killing shit
I should have so many tattoo
Tears I'm higher than a lear
I'm higher than lear my
Nigguh please yee we countin geez
So stay yo ass home and listen
400 degreez
West side 4 fingaz hoes feenin I don't
Want em
We got weed bring the swishers
Break em
Y'all know who I am, right?
I go by the name of DJ Mustard AKA 'These Niggas Ain't
Got No Money'
I mean we did 'Just Re'd Up 1'
We gave you niggas somethin' to talk about
And now it's 'Just Re'd Up 2'
Do it
What up baby
I know you tired of your niggas saying they gonna do
things you know they can't
Thats the shit you shouldn't tolerate
I'll tell you too I'll fucking do this shit but
honestly
I know I dedicate my life to this music
But I'm trying to be there when you confiscate
See I can bring you love that everything you love
Pussy good cause you love
Now I ain't the boy you went to school with
But I can be there when you do the things you do it
And even though we just met I'm still thinking we
should do it cause its just sex you know
In the middle of the night you know my body's feigning
for you baby
Gotta call you up and let you know this is what I'm
feeling baby
Body body body zero zero 24
Dazed in a museum gonna gonna gotta have some more
I know that you like it if I lay you down (if I lay you
down yeah)
Cause you like if I just just let you down
I can't think about nothing else since you let me read
your love
Ain't no zebra girl your body fit me like a glove
My body all over your body your body all over my body
My body all over your body it's your body baby
My body all over your body your body all over my body
My body all over your body it's your body baby
In the middle of the night you know my body's feigning
for you baby
Gotta call you up and let you know this is what I'm
feeling baby
Body body body zero zero 24
Dazed in a museum gonna gonna gotta have some more
I know that you like it if I lay you down (if I lay you
down yeah)
Cause you like if I just just let you down
I can't think about nothing else since you let me read
your love
Ain't no zebra girl your body fit me like a glove
My body all over your body your body all over my body
My body all over your body it's your body baby
My body all over your body your body all over my body
[Intro:]
YG, like, I'm tired of this shit. You think you on now
'cause you poppin', but I was with you before all this
money shit, like, I need my money, I need my hair done, I
need my rent paid, I need all that, like, you don't show
me no love, you fuckin' with these raggedy-ass bitches, I
just don't get it, like, so you on now?
[Outro:]
That's on the hood, you trippin', bitch, I'm gone – power
roll...
I'm really out here, though, bitch
[Hook:]
You look good, how you doing whats ya name girl whats
poppin?
I respect ya hustle, girl I cant knock it.
She asked the lord why she livin, cause it ain't making
no sense.
She out here selling sex, trynna pay the rent.
[x2]
[Verse 1:]
Now sex, a pay the rent but see her parents don't even
know that,
She been through alot but the way she look don't even
show that,
She used to strip but everybody know'er so she don't
wanna go back,
And sadly her baby daddy, did her dirty like the flo
mat,
She be happy to pay the taxi and take her where that
dough at,
She stressing from confession she like keeeisha where
that dro at?
She think conversating with people bout her problems is
so whack,
And she don't fck with them btcs,she think them btcs is
toe back,
She think the devil is a, friend cause they way she
been living,
For the right price; she'll give you that sexual
healing,
Sexual feeling, sex and joke lets get moe, powder &
sniff it,
Yup, now she tripping her mother; don't love her
So her mind in the gutter, and her big brother got 20
years for murder,
She den been through, it all; nothing more could hurt
But I respect her struggle so this what I told her.
[Hook:]
You look good, how you doing whats ya name girl whats
poppin?
I respect ya hustle, girl I cant knock it.
She asked the lord why she livin, cause it ain't making
no sense.
She out here selling sex, trynna pay the rent.
[x2]
[Verse 2:]
3 year old daughter, and her daddy's not involved,
She say her, fraud he don't send no money he don't
call,
So she gotta go extra' hard extra' hard,
She got 7 niggas, numbers so went she got home,
She text em all.
She like, what btc [?] get hit, nigga get the fck back
When it comes to letting her baby down,
She like fck that.
She live in the ghetto, she always wearing stillettos
She try, to live by the bible, but she get chased by
the devil,
She fck, a nigga, suck a nigga for no less than 300.
Thinking bout, her daughter prolly got her sick to her
stomach,
And thats, when she fck it; her mind she finna lose it,
Fcking, all these niggas she out here feeling stupid.
All these problems, with no one answer them,
All these situations, with no one to manage them,
Then she was finna, put the glock to her head,
Til she met a real nigga and he said...
[Hook:]
You look good, how you doing whats ya name girl whats
poppin?
I respect ya hustle, girl I cant knock it.
She asked the lord why she livin, cause it ain't making
no sense.
She out here selling sex, trynna pay the rent
[Hook x2]
Oh, I can't wait to say
I can't wait to say
Bitch I made it
Yeahh
[Verse 1]
Just a youngin' with a dream
Both his parents were some fiends
Living life behind the scenes
He was destined for that cream
Smoking weed, sipping liquor, skipping school
Falling quicker as he elevates with fame
All the haters they gonna bicker
Yeah, but little did he know
He was set to detonate and surely blow
That's just how the story go
Motivated just to flow
White boy with the soul of a strong negro
Let them know daddy black mamma white that's how he roll
Will he drink from the coloreds?
Will he sip from the whites?
1950s, why they fighting, fuck them both that shit ain't right
Now, raised with killers
Wolves and drug dealers
Living on food stamps and sleeping on dirty pillows
Thinking
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
I'm living every rappers dream
Motivated by my team
Now lets take it back a bit
2006, that was the scene
Spilling ink upon my paper
High as a sky scraper
Now I'm spitting so hot that I'm salivating vapor
Forced to be reckoned
Spitting at a million mother fucking words per second
With punches like Tekken
The moment the mic beckons
This is everything, all I got
And I'mma be rhyming until they drop the casket
I mastered impeccable flows that could not be captured
The God of this rap shit
I just raptured the game
I'm the man
And you might think I'm cocky but that's not me
I say that I'm the best to envision what I want
While you partied getting' drunk
I wrote endlessly for months
Now I got so many rhyme books they can't fit inside my trunk
Now I got so many rhyme books they can't fit inside my trunk
Like
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
A natural born killer
Egotistical pistol packing mystical blood spiller
When that full moon hit
Run the mic and I'mma leave the room lit
For the people that never gave a shit
I'mma give the world hit after hit
This is my destiny
Recipe for success is the best of me
Thank God for blessing me
With a life in this hip-hop world
And the moment that it all unfurl
Ain't no way that I'm looking back
You know I live for this, die for this
Laugh for this and I cry for this
Hip-hop metropolis
Ain't no one toppin' this
Haters ain't stoppin' this
Moment I'm droppin' this
Fans will be coppin' this
Take a moment let it sit and hall of fame is where I'm headed
Set to detonate and bitch I'm blowing up like Armageddon
Grind mode, grind mode, bitch I'm on grind mode
Put it in the pot, then I whip it with my eyes closed
Grind mode, grind mode, bitch I'm on grind mode
Stop check the watch like damn it where the time going?
I do it, I do it, bitch I do it, I do it
I said I do what I do it, bitch I do it I do it
I'm a master with it
I'm with the click and we thick like fat bitches
I got the work in the pot, I got the work in the pot
Do it so much my bitch call me Sir Mix-A-lot
Then I'm back on the block with my work in my sock
Ducking from the cops cuz a nigga got a Glock
Try to rob me then a nigga getting like (gunshots)
Riding real slow with a black ass tint
A nigga can't stand no black ass bitch
Bitch I gotta fat ass dick, go hard on a bitch like a mad ass pimp
In the streets all day, nigga 24/7
Bringing niggas hell to the streets of heaven
I don't preach nigga, I ain't no reverend
But I'm about to blow like 9-11
Ten racks of cash in a nigga pocket
Shaquille O'Neil these niggas be blocking
The cops keep watching so a nigga gotta move
Yeah a nigga gotta do what a nigga gotta do
Faker than I get, that's just how a nigga live
Ass hole naked, yep that's how I like my bitches
In the kitchen it's a party in the kitchen, it's a party
In that bitch celebrating cause we just cooked up some scarface
Told them off the rip I was ambitious
Got 2 or 3 cars full of bad bitches (truuuuee)
Make that pussy work, yeah bitch I got that work
Pot hit that fork then it's skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt
Grind mode, grind mode counting money blind fold
This right here is that real shit
That look like some rhine stones, rhine stones, rhine stones
We don't like that fake shit
God don't like ugly so you need to get a face lift
I display greatness, crib on 20 acres
Louie V's on court side of the lakers
Please do not mistake us, my partner beat a murder trial
We ain't seen shit we ain't heard of y'all
Yeah I'm serving y'all niggas no ceramic
Paid 500 dollars for my sneakers (trueee)
Yeah I started with a Beemer, then I got a Porsche
I ain't tryna front I fucked her on the porch
Back to back in these Benzes, v12 in my engines
Riding around with my pistol, cuz if niggas try I'm gone kill 'em
Fuck what niggas be talking about
I got long clips and I chalk em out
Poker face, I won't talk about it
This war shit I'm all about it
Look, these niggas know, on my grind and I'm getting dough
Ain't a place I ain't been before
I'm buying real estate and getting 10 a show
No subliminals, I be fucking you niggas' hoes
She look like a centerfold and she lick me like a envelope
I'm in control, in the game, in my zone, on any stage
And at this rate how I'm getting paid, I could be a millionaire any day
More money, more problems
Bought more guns so it's no problems, bro keep it
And I'm so Slauson all money Pushaz we so poppin
In grind mode, grind mode
Used to do it for survival
In the spot with those blinds closed
I can chop a zone with my eyes closed
Flip 2 pounds bought 5 more
Hit the mall and bought fly clothes
Drop the tank then I shine more
[Intro:]
What can we expect from Tupac in '92?
[Outro:]
Static – it's gon' be static, for sure. 'Cause what the
rap audience ain't ready for, it's a real person – you
know what I wanna say, a real N.I.G.G.A. I'm comin' out a
hundred percent real, I ain't compromisin' nothin',
anybody that talk about me got problems, you know what
I'm sayin'? It's gon' be straight up, like if I was a
street person, that's how I'm comin' at the whole world,
and I'm bein' real about it, I'm a grow with my music.
The music I make now, my next album's gon' be better and
more slammin', you know what I'm sayin'? But at the same
toke, I'm gonna be even that much more potent next year,
and I don't want no garbage – anybody talk about me,
anybody dis Digital Underground, they got problems,
'cause we large and we all over the country, anybody dis
us they gon' get stomped. That's word is bond 'cause this
is money – so anybody try to take away Digital
Underground's money as a whole, they got a problem, we
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
All I wanna do is get money and fuck
[Hook:]
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
Yeah all I wanna do is get money and fuck
Yeah I ride a bitch in the back
I got a room on the front
Yeah all I wanna do is get money and fuck
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
All I wanna do is get money and fuck
Uh I got money like a boss girl
So come here fuck me like a boss girl
But I ain't got a big belly though
I got a spanish bitch I brung her back from mexico
And even on the worse day
I've been blowing cake it's my birthday
And even in the verse way
I if you a drunk I ain't fuckin if she thirsty
Yeah niggas ain't eatin, they like feed us
But I don't hope for my just tell em name me Jesus
10 racks cash buy quadruple on my visa
Show them how I'm livin I show that bitch the tisa
Next day I'm on the flight get it to that doe
If I'm going anywhere I'm never going broke
YG will take your bitch they like no he won't
I got the rolly now them haters like no he don't
[Hook:]
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
Yeah all I wanna do is get money and fuck
Yeah I ride a bitch in the back
I got a room on the front
Yeah all I wanna do is get money and fuck
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
All I wanna do is get money and fuck
I get money, get money, get money
I buy four fives and nines when it get ugly
I got a model bitch I make her get slutty
Only time to hit this point is only luggy
Asking for a hand out you ain't getting shit from me
I'm in the spot with six clocks and six buddies
That mean every nigga got a strap, every nigga got a
clap pop pop pop
My louie belt cost six hundred
Which you stand at my dick for bitch sucking
I ain't never gave a bitch nothing
Not a dollar or a bride in the fucking bucket [?]
My dick longer than a limousine
Ain't tryin give the little homie triple life
Nigga what they do that at
Da lil homie put in work like he was getting a check
[Hook:]
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
Yeah all I wanna do is get money and fuck
Yeah I ride a bitch in the back
I got a room on the front
Yeah all I wanna do is get money and fuck
Get money and fuck, get money and fuck
[Intro:]
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[Outro:]
Keenon, I know you see me callin' you. Nigga, I need some
money. And your son need some J's... wait, that ain't
[Verse 1: YG]
I'm that nigga
Same old nigga
Ain't shit change, name getting bigger
Hoes be choosen
Cootchies be rulen
Fuck is you doin?
Bitch start screwin
I ain't here to play games with ya or kiss ya
Bitch you's a flipper
Be on the dolphin
Since the 8th grade bitch you been tossin
They used to call you choo-choo at dawsin
See her scars? yeah at the back though
In and out the club yeah that's that hoe
Kickin it with rappers? yeah that's that hoe
Fuckin with athletes? yeah that's that hoe
Anywhere the money is, is where the pussy go
She made a career, off her pussy hoe
Damn shame cause the bitch she still broke
No judgin freak show I check no copy
[Hook x2: YG]
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you ratchet
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you passed it
[Verse 2: Jay305]
Look, LA ratchet
I heard the pussy burn like acid
I'da fucked you at a studio on fairfax
I hope my nigga didn't hear the bed bounce
Asshole on the clit that's a no-no
Youz a neighborhood flip that call you roll-roll
You at the county gettin fools that's do-do
I'm on Worldstar looking at new-new
In Hollywood everynight ratchet
You let niggas hittin raw? you nasty
Get on your knees suckin dick so they Ashley
You got a chick that pay for anything ratchet
I passed it, Ace thrashed it
Flying outta town fuckin nigga shooting baskets
[Bridge:]
You ain't know me? bitch yea I do
You ain't know me? bitch yea I do
Mustard
I swear to God I'm tired of these fake ass niggas
[Verse 1:]
Smash off in the porsche like skurrr!
My nigga smoke kush no purp
If that puss got a bush I'm like NOPE
Hairy pussy bitch you the type that got herpes
I'm a 6 figure nigga you countin' no digits
Fuck a bitch and bust a nut in 4 minutes
Cause I ain't got time for pussy
Why you wish she on type and all kinds of pussy
You the type that hang with niggas you don't like
For the fame that's a shame you're like styleless all hype
I used to drive that all white bimmer
I had that the Porsche it was cleaner
Now I'm 'bout to throw 4's on that bitch
I'm in the party stumping checking 4's on that bitch
And if one fight then we all fight
Boom bap bing nigga on sight
[Hook:]
Nigga I'm a real 1
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna click clack bang!
Nigga I'm a real 1
I can't stand you niggas
I be wanting to backhand you niggas
Nigga I'm a real 1
Yeah, all my niggas bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
Nigga I'm a real 1
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill fuck all night
[Verse 2:]
Rollie on the wrist, Louie on the belt
I'm 'bout call the IRS on myself
AMG benzes, porsches on 4's
Me and Mustard pull up, this a car show
Niggas getting mad but we just getting money
I can be your boothang not your hubby
All the bitches love me, all the bitches love me
If I had a hundred dicks I'd have all the bitches fuck me
New house, new whip, new year, new gold
Same nigga, same shit, same clique, same boss
Nigga I'm a real one
If I ain't got it then I'm steal one
Nigga, I never feel one
I eat the pussy on the first date
Then brush my teeth with colgate
I rather spend money before I spend time
Ask Drake he ain't tell you no lie
[Hook:]
Nigga I'm a real 1
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna click clack bang!
Nigga I'm a real 1
I can't stand you niggas
I be wanting to backhand you niggas
Nigga I'm a real 1
Yeah, all my niggas bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
Nigga I'm a real 1
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill fuck all night
Shit nigga I'm a real one
You ain't a real till you kill one
Well click clack bow I'm a real one
Nigga
Can't no nigga tell me nothing 'bout me [x3]
Nah nigga, not me
[Hook:]
Nigga I'm a real 1
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna click clack bang!
Nigga I'm a real 1
I can't stand you niggas
I be wanting to backhand you niggas
Nigga I'm a real 1
Yeah, all my niggas bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
Nigga I'm a real 1
If one fight then we all fight
[Verse 1:]
Nigga [x6]
I'm poppin'
Talking that shit nigga get you ass like boop ap
Like goo wap
Pop pop that's 2 shot
My shooters in the hood
Going ham they need to boosa
Niggas ain't beefing with a hamburg
I'm on ghost crash nigga at ten burps
I'm buying AK's and hand guns
Do the enemies foul nigga n one
I'm really with the shit though
I'm really on the block with the pistol
Let it blow like a whistle
Your mom slit like she do crystal
I'm a hundred rack boy
But daddy is a bishi you a sell out boy
[Hook:]
Nigga I'm from Bompton
That's why your bitch wanna fuck
And your homies don't like me 'cause they know where
I'm from
Nigga I'm from Bompton
I be really in the hood though
Mama never understood though
Nigga I'm from Bompton
New shit chopping, whip copy
Nigga I'm poppin'
Nigga I'm from Bompton
Where the crips stay poppin'
Bitch niggas get on my nerves
[Verse 2:]
I'm buying choppers like tennis shoes
And I hate doing interviews
'Cause criminals don't like talking
I don't go to funerals
I don't like coffins
You wasn't catching face in the county
Niggas told you rollied up and you was outie
I got cribs steady T shit up
I heard you with the county and be PC'd up
Your bitch fuck me 'cause I'm poppin'
I be on the block when the police swashing
And if you cross the street, it's started
But that's the enemy stole we don't got it
Nigga I'm from Bompton
I know ese's and all my enemies bitches wanna sex me
I'm a white cheese give it up enemies hit 'em up
West side tree top gang, we don't give a fuck
[Hook: x2]
Nigga I'm from Bompton
That's why your bitch wanna fuck
And your homies don't like me 'cause they know where
I'm from
Nigga I'm from Bompton
I be really in the hood though
Mama never understood though
Nigga I'm from Bompton
New shit chopping, whip copy
Nigga I'm poppin'
Nigga I'm from Bompton
Where the crips stay poppin'
[Hook:]
Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'
'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit
I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit
Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'
'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit
I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit
[Verse 1:]
Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'
She think I'm worth a million so her panties get to
peelin'
I stop and get some condoms, so I won't have no
children
Legs up in the back seat, booty in the back seat
The way a nigga ballin' you would think I was an
athlete
Mustard in that Benzo, I'm up in that Porsche, though
Youse a bad bitch, why you actin' like a whore, though?
Lean by the quart load - 16 OZs
Mind on a million, bitch, fuck you call me?
All my homies bangers, pistols ain't no strangers
Pistols ain't no strangers, and pistols can't taint us
Ratchets in the lobby, that's my type of party
We buy or sell gangsters, my clique don't need nobody
Rich niggas eat out, pussy niggas Mia
Fuck it then I beast now, like peace out
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm riding in that Porsche, mind on some money
Niggas act funny, start makin' money
Pussy make that label, all my niggas able
Pull lil' bro and some killers on the payroll
All my niggas a-holes, act like we don't give a fuck
I bet that shorty hit 'em up...
I had to switch it up, now I live it up
I live it Hollywood, we at my house thick as fuck
Pussy don't do shit for me, it's just a nut
No homo, I can do that with my hand, bitch, what?
Bitch I think I'm Tupac, bitch I think I'm Tupac
Niggas talk that shit 'til they get their ass popped
Mamas wanna fuck me, their daughters wanna fuck me
Thee bitches think I'm ratchet and the niggas say I'm
lucky
More racks on, couple racks gone
Double racks gone, that's 20 racks gone
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
I be ridin'
My niggas we be ridin'
Our pitchers do the fighting
So you don't wanna rise, no
Our money gets on
Ciroc and Patron
Havin' bad bitches come up out they thongs
One rack gone, double racks gone
Couple racks gone, that's 20 racks gone
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
We eat, all my bros fed up. [2x]
[YG]
You a hoe rat. That pussy throwback.
I'm tryna fuck, you ain't gotta be a scientist to know that.
Gettin to that money, nothin before that.
Bitch, I'll do you dirty. Dirty like a flo mat.
Yeah, I'm tired of hearin bout what you need.
Bitch, I'm tired of payin for your weaves.
Bitch, I'm tired of you fuckin me tryna get pregnant,
known if you had a baby you broke ass couldn't help it.
I be ridin through the city bangin 2 Chainz
Ain't worried bout the police, I got 2 names.
Keep the strap, cause you know sometimes you
gotta do thangs. She give away that pussy
like loose change. Tryna have a nigga baby,
but selling that va-jay-jay, this ain't recess
bitch you know I don't play play.
Just bought a AK, just took a vacay,
bitch you broke you need to call triple A, A.
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
We eat, all my bros fed up. [2x]
[Nipsey Hussle]
Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe?
And how I'm gon respect you if yo pockets broke?
On yo rap sheet a whole lot of bros,
It's a clinic on Western, bitch, you ought to go.
You broke, yo pussy stank, you borrow clothes,
lost the little ass that you had playing wit yo nose.
I dedicate this to my last hoe,
who swear I got cash and start actin like a asshole.
Catch up, keep up, colors with the beat up.
I be buying pounds, so nah we can't piece up.
Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh?
It's money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up.
She still fanning when she see us,
I'm a grade A nigga, you a C+
I gotta broom, I gotta room, bitch, clean up.
Hit the blade, and pay my fee up.
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
We eat, all my bros fed up. [2x]
[YG]
You shopping at Louis, when yo baby need WIC
Usin vibrators, when you know you need dick.
Bitch, you sick. Hoe you triflin'
And I heard in the hood, you pussy be cyclin.
Nobody wifin yo ass
Young nigga got dick, no yag.
Fast money, fast bitches, takin hoe baths
and me and yo relations don't last.
My nigga Mustard got the Benzo,
my clips got extendos. I'm hangin out the window
bangin out the window. Throw it up chunky
wrists on chunky. I heard the homie fucked and
you pussy smelled fonky.
And I ain't, used to what you used to.
The only thing in yo ear is a bluetooth.
You niggas ain't blinged out
20 racks, I blow that. 5, 10, 15, I let my niggas hold that.
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
[Intro:]
Gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
[Hook:]
Gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
[Verse 1: YG]
You a bitch nigga, you a
If the homie shoot, you'll prolly' snitch nigga
You ain't runnin' shit nigga
You just run into ya' bitch nigga
So I hit em with an uppercut fuck em up cockin bitches
stackin figures
Pack em niggas slap em niggas the four fifth’ll clap a
nigga
Super bowl team baby green, bay packers
Nigga actin' like we do you
Probably just wanna jock a nigga
My bitch bad [?]
Shoe strings
Give a bitch dick, now the bitch havin' mood swings
Walking down road Rosecrans looking like I stole
something
She said YG, what bitch 400!
Your boyfriends a bitch I don't like that nigga
If I see him in the club Im'a fight that nigga
No Mike Tyson, won't bite that nigga
But I'm a blood, so I'll Suge Knight that nigga
BOW!
[Hook:]
Gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get
Gang, gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
[Verse 2: TeeCee4800]
Gang bang
Slap a bitch nigga out to get a grip
Flip a brick, hit a lick, niggas out in hoodvich
Never broke, 'less I knock a nigga out and I kept the
phone
I'm a crip, but I love a redbone
Town swag, cashed out swag
My niggas we don't dream, but we put it in the bag
Everything fast, ever since my first pass
I ain't never look back, when a nigga was in the back
No I'm not number one but I stay with the mac
My nigga bust front, we ain't gotta bust back
Talkin' all that shit, my niggas we pullin' triggers
You don't want the vaca', but y'all all eat a nigga
ASDFG
Uh, you niggas is straight bitches
You Niggas Is Straight Marks
Straight Up Snitches
My Niggas Is All With It
Straight Up Tippin
[Hook]
I like big money, I rock big ice
Big booty bitches, that's what I like
Ciroc on the ice, bring it with the lights
'Cause that's what I like, I like, I like
Yeah, that's what I like, I like, I like
That's what I like, I like, I like
That's what I like, I like, I like
'Cause that's what I like
[Verse 1: YG]
That's what I like, yeah, that's what I like
If you look like Beyonce, that's what I pipe
But never no wife, I do these hoes trife
This my bread, you will never get a slice
Big dick bandit, fuck you wanna hand me?
It's enough gold, that pussy smell like salmon
[Verse 1:]
I would like to get to know if I could be
The kind of girl that you could be down for
'Cause when I look at you I feel somethin' tell me
That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move
And if I don't let you know, then I won't be for real
I could be wrong but I feel like something could be
goin' on
The more I see you the more that it becomes so true
There ain't no other for me, it's only you
[Hook:]
I wanna be down
With what you're goin' through
I wanna be down
I wanna be down with you
No matter the time of day or night it's true
I wanna be down...
[Verse 2:]
Promise you will be my lover, you will never, ever
leave me
She know a nigga loud but it's whatever, she believe me
Let me hit it, I'll make you cum early like a priestess
As long as she never leave me, lick you up like Fiji
water
Go harder, harder...
Girl I'll fuck you while we listen to The Carter
Ain't worried 'bout money, I'm a baller
I hit her with that game, Coach Carter
I ain't the type that's gon' ask where your Benz at
But my nigga need a girl, so where your friends at?
Where she live at? Can he pull up?
He be gangbangin' though, he a hustler, can he pull up?
See, it be the little things that matter
Got me climbin' up the Love Ladder
You can be wife or best friend, my nigga, it's all good
Just love me like you said you would
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
She said "your secrets is safe with me"
Just think of her, them pages in my diary
Say don't you ever lie to me, don't ever give that
pussy up
Even if I cheated with a bitch that wasn't good enough
'Cause most of the time these bitches don't matter
She say long as she don't find out, just make sure I
wrap up
She know a nigga gon' be a nigga
But I'm that nigga she wanna be with
So she might as well put up with it, like "hold up!"
[Outro:]
Look...
What's happenin'?
Shit, you know me, I'm in the studio goin' hard...
Yeah?
That's cute...
Okay...
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money, money
Bring back a 100 take 20, 20
20 more minutes then I'm comin'
I could fuck you longer, but bitch I'm in a hurry
Hurry up, Usain Bolt to the money
Swear I'm the shit, everybody fly around me
Rap like hustle and you hustlin' with dummies
I got a big ego, bitch don't touch me
Fuck her for some money
Fuckin' up the country
Pistol with the homies, you at home lonely
Call it my Macaulay, pokin' white boobies
Fuck the, fuck the police, these niggas know they know me
50 for the Rollie, niggas ain't brodies
Hoes got 'em trippin', cuffin' like cufflinks
Don't know where her tongue be
Rinse it in the fuckin' sink
I don't care what the bitch think, I just know one thing
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
If the bitch don't, tell her bounce like a bunny
I don't give a fuck bout what that bitch talking
She ain't got the cash till that bitch get to walking
I eat, sleep, shit, think about them dollars
Pop a pill, pop a nigga, pop my collar
I'm poppin' like a Tic Tac
Bitch you better get back
Funny looking bitch, who been fucking, Sinbad
I did that
Do it all, go big never small
Got a crib with a closet, you would think you at the mall
& Her Mouth Like Halls, & Her Jaws Like Wisedom Teeth
In her jaws like wisdom teeth
You hear the beat
I bet you they gone bang this in the Middle East
I been a freak
9th grade I was fuckin' in the bathroom
I was fuckin' at school like my house didn't have rooms
My best friend is named Benjamin Frank
So bitch better have my cake
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Man this bitch better have my money
This bitch so smart, she nothing but a dummy
Bitch better have my moula
Fuckin' round with a real nigga and his shooter
Lil' duffle bag bitch
Make a nigga rich
Shut the fuck up
And jump on this dick
Nothin' but a motherfuckin' skank
Fuck what you talkin' bout and fuck what you think
I need money, I need it real fast
I need it real bad like white girls need ass
Baby you can help me, break this dub
20 motherfuckin' racks up up in the club
Club, up up in the front
That's why I sent a bitch to get at each one
Triple top rank
Treat her like a bank
I don't give a fuck what the bitch thinking
Bitch I'm just saying
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money, money
Bring back a 100 take 20, 20
20 more minutes then I'm comin'
I could fuck you longer, but bitch I'm in a hurry
Hurry up, Usain Bolt to the money
Swear I'm the shit, everybody fly around me
Rap like hustle and you hustlin' with dummies
I got a big ego, bitch don't touch me
Fuck her for some money
Fuckin' up the country
Pistol with the homies, you at home lonely
Call it my Macaulay, pokin' white boobies
Fuck the, fuck the police, these niggas know they know me
50 for the Rollie, niggas ain't brodies
Hoes got 'em trippin', cuffin' like cufflinks
Don't know where her tongue be
Rinse it in the fuckin' sink
I don't care what the bitch think, I just know one thing
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
If the bitch don't, tell her bounce like a bunny
I don't give a fuck bout what that bitch talking
She ain't got the cash till that bitch get to walking
I eat, sleep, shit, think about them dollars
Pop a pill, pop a nigga, pop my collar
I'm poppin' like a Tic Tac
Bitch you better get back
Funny looking bitch, who been fucking, Sinbad
I did that
Do it all, go big never small
Got a crib with a closet, you would think you at the mall
& Her Mouth Like Halls, & Her Jaws Like Wisedom Teeth
In her jaws like wisdom teeth
You hear the beat
I bet you they gone bang this in the Middle East
I been a freak
9th grade I was fuckin' in the bathroom
I was fuckin' at school like my house didn't have rooms
My best friend is named Benjamin Frank
So bitch better have my cake
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Man this bitch better have my money
This bitch so smart, she nothing but a dummy
Bitch better have my moula
Fuckin' round with a real nigga and his shooter
Lil' duffle bag bitch
Make a nigga rich
Shut the fuck up
And jump on this dick
Nothin' but a motherfuckin' skank
Fuck what you talkin' bout and fuck what you think
I need money, I need it real fast
I need it real bad like white girls need ass
Baby you can help me, break this dub
20 motherfuckin' racks up up in the club
Club, up up in the front
That's why I sent a bitch to get at each one
Triple top rank
Treat her like a bank
I don't give a fuck what the bitch thinking
Bitch I'm just saying
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
[Intro:]
Ooh, yeah...
Where all my ladies at?
Oh...
[Bridge:]
And if you with it like I'm with it we can get it
crackin'
I'm trying to get two things, some dick and
satisfaction
You know we both Christian, you know we both sinnin'
Just ask for forgiveness at the R-rated movie dinner
[Verse 1:]
With your fine ass, treat you like a wine glass
Top shelf you and beat that pussy up
Beat it up but do it careful
Turn you phone off, girl, no one can help you
Yeah, see, I'm a pussy eatin' nigga, all I do is eat
pussy
Do it in your mama's house, like I don't care if she
lookin'
Yeah, it's so good... I have her shakin'
He lookin' - tell him she took it
Put it in my mouth, girl, put it in my mouth
Have you sin, oh my God, girl, just put it in my mouth
Yeah, put it in my mouth girl, put it in my mouth
This a message from the Lord, girl, just put it in my
mouth
[Hook:]
I'm a give you that Love Jones, baby lay your head down
Don't worry 'bout a thing, leave it up to me and I'm a
work it out
Love Jones, Love Jones, Love Jones... (yeah baby)
Ooh...
Lick it one time, then two times...
Ooh...
Lick it one time, then two times...
[Verse 2:]
Fuck your makeup, I be tryna lay up
Slang this dick so good you can't even stay up
I do it so good, make you wanna bang the hood
Yeah I do it so good, make you wanna bang the hood
Say it's on then it's on
To make sure, I sip Patron 'til it's gone
She in her T-shirt and her panties, or whatever
Yeah as long as they ain't grannies... I with whatever
And you know I'm with the bros... so bring your home
girls
We only fuckin' - it ain't wrong, girl
I'm tryna turn the phone conversation
Into taking off your thong, girl
So if you with that let's skip the chit chat
Get to the business, make that pussy collapse
Yeah I'm a real nigga
And I know you got some situations with them other
niggas
But I wanna fuck with you so I'm a deal with 'em
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Outro:]
[Hook: YG]
I smoke I drank, I, I, I drank
I smoke I drank, I, I, I drank
I pop I roll, I, I, I roll
I pop I roll, I, I, I roll
[Verse 1: YG]
Yeah, ya'll gonne have to kill me
Asked your bitch if she can fuck? she said feel free
You can't fuck with me I'm too much too much (too much)
Look at me my money too up (too up)
I'm killin niggas like the Ku Klux (Ku klux)
Niggas talk shit but they don't do much
You niggas pool butts my bitch good lookin
She sucked my dick and told that bitch good lookin
Now I'm rollin off a pill yeah I'm rollin off a pill
Fuck around and crash yeah I'm rolling off a hill
Niggas know the real can't deal with the fake
I ain't looking for some love I can deal with the hate
Ooh ooh yeah my teeth grindin
Emotional bitch just be quite
Yeah look, I got these ratchets being ratchet
Alcohol and pills I got habits on habits nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Beautil April]
Yeah look roll roll roll another one
Light that shit up, take a hit and burn another one
Kush in my system no a bitch fucked up
Purp drank in my cup gon pour a bitch up
Pull me up pull me up bitch you know I can't sleep
And a bitch still rolling off a trip last week
Pusha ink and you know my nigga Mustard on the beat
Ratchet quality music and we do it for the streets
We do it for the freaks, we do it for the peeps
We do it for the thieves getting money in the streets
Nigga you don't want the beef man the bros bring the
heat
Fire flame for ya ass boy your better have a seat
Westside in this bitch turnt up hella bent
If you really with the shit shake it for the President
On my first lady shit shaking hands on my chips
YG400 my niggas is relavant
[Hook]
[Bridge: YG]
I got this kush in my system
Somebody gon be my victim
I got this Ciroc in my system
Somebody gon be my victim
I'm a nasty nigga I'll fuck you on the couch
And if you with that I'll fuck you in the mouth
I'm a nasty nigga I'll fuck you on the couch
And if you with that I'll fuck you in the mouth
[Bridge: YG]
Gotta go to court tomorrow Fuck it
Blew a stack at the mall, Fuck it
I wasn't supposed to play basketball, Fuck it
My bitch was cheatin after all, Fuck it
[Hook x4: YG]
Fuck it, fuck it
[Verse 1: YG]
Gotta go to court tomorrow
Dee on my dick
Ya'll niggas like flys ya'll be on my shit
Ya'll niggas ain't fly ya'll niggas hoes
Ya'll niggas ain't bros ya'll nigga hoes
Money stacked for your lawyer cause I catch a case
Where the crocadile hunter at?
These niggas snakes
Ugh, ya'll nigga tried to pack the homies
Ya'll nigga swiss cheese like macaroni
Yeah, I gotta go to court tomorrow
But I prolly won't show up
Your bitch say she at home
If I pull up she gon hoe up
I pastacio crack your bitch
Then pour up some activist
Fuck the camera I got the glam on me
Two box shorty got the hammer on me
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Reem Riches]
Fuck court, fuck the judge, fuck the D.E.A
Pushaz in bitch we ball like E.A.
Reem Rich yea my pockets on swole nigga
Young and rich I'm addicted to these gold diggers
So much money think we signed with luminati
Inked up, tats all on a nigga body
Geeked up nigga, beat me up Scottie
That's your bitch nigga
She let us run a charlie
Yeah, she wasn't even off the molly
Pushaz Ink the label, bitch you heard about us
Hit the mall, blow a stack, then it's back to rap
Porsches, Benzo's, nigga back to back
Rap don't work, then it's back to crack
My nigga Mustard on the beat I'm his young attack
Yeah, it's a lot of money over here
Them niggas lookin broke over there
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 3: YG]
I get a number 6 from Popeye's
I go at stop signs
I got your bitch on a hot line
I drop hits you niggas drop dimes
Yeah, just caught another case
My nigga my bitch is another race
Ugh, I put you in another place
You know what?
You bitches better say your grace
Yeah, you niggas better say your grace
I'm trying to beat trial like an 808
Like, like boom boom boom
My house got room room rooms
Yeah, we can smoke weed or we can do shrooms?
You nigga droppin albums too soon
Just got another court date
Like my taxes I was late
[Bridge]
[Intro: Raw Smooth]
Raw Smooth with a banger now
[Hook: Raw Smooth D]
Don't trip (don't trip, don't trip)
I be on my way
Over to your crib so we can do that thang
Show you what it is
Oh you got it girl you can be the beast
And I'm gon beat that pussy like wow
Cause I'm in love with yo pussy girl
Cause I'm in love with yo pussy girl
Cause I'm in love with yo pussy girl
No I ain't in love with you
I'm in love with yo pussy
[Verse 1: YG]
I'm in love with it
I'm in love with it
After I wear it out I'm in the tub with it
Have fun with it make that pussy talk right
Coversating about sex we could talk that
My shoes Gucci and her bags Chanel
Her friends fake but her ass is real
When she let a nigga hit I'm a smash her real like
Yeah, fo real fo real ugh
Since she bout it, I'm tryin to take it
Fat juice ain't the only thing naked
Fuck with me girl just because
The dick good and I'm a blood
[Hook]
[Verse 2: John Heart]
I put the peace sign up in my tongue between
All I need is one minute have that pussy creamin
I lay pipe like the roto boys
Dick long like a well she call me polo boy
I be murderin the pussy nigga R.I.P
I'm knee deep in her she screamin OMG
So don't trip I be on my way to the crib
I be the sucka you can be the kid
I don't really eat pussy
But tonight I'm deep divin in that pussy
I'm like turn around touch the ground
Good, bend over make that ass clap
[Bridge: Raw Smooth]
I love the way feel so tight and the way it taste
I love the way it stay leakin when I'm in that thang
[Verse 1:]
Bricksquad ashless cocos, we get ashcriss
Say that that's your bitch but nigga we did action
Spent 10 Billion dollars of BBS's
Woke up in Texas, he text me, I start flexing
Diamonds chains sexy, my pistol is my best friend
I haven't killed in so many years, I get rusty
Hustling, my 40 keep budging in on the justice
These scary niggas calling the cops, but I ain't touched them
Finessed em, tricked them, leopards, that's on Simpson
Impress them, a victim, another lead hit successful
My weapon, F it, John W wanna happen
And since you said you looking for Gucci, I'm on aggression
[Hook:]
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust him, he'll take some, he'll take some, we'll take some
Don't trust us, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
[Verse 2:]
Work for couple mill, still I take some
24 hours, got the base running
Sale swag bad, I got freights coming
Say you swag pack, take it back from you
Them diamonds round your wrist, cause you a lot of problems
You scared to touch your ice, cause you don't want no problems
These young niggas out here hungry, they say it's no more starving
Finessing jewelry season, everybody robbing
Don't trust me, cause I'm from the streets
Going drug shoppin, cop a couple of keys
I finesse the plug, when we don't agree
Dummy bank rolls, send em over seas
[Hook:]
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust him, he'll take some, he'll take some, we'll take some
Don't trust us, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
[Verse 3:]
Ya'll niggas know how I move, y'all niggas know what it do
Versace frames on my face, I'm a 4 wided fool
If I should blue with your boo, pay mine to do on my coupe
A quarter brick for the booze, at least a 4 of them deuce
You know I shoot through my jacket, you call the troops for your truce
Full metal jacket a savage, I put 3 mill on your crew
The world grenade in the room, watch all your partners kaboom
I'm a so icy tycoon, got 2 balloons in my troops
Is you gon hoe up or blow up? Is you gonn grow up or throw up
Cause I got dojos to roll up and I might pour us a 4
I can't drive a Corolla, roll around in a roller
That's a drop in Rolls Royce, y'all niggas act like you know us
[Hook:]
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust him, he'll take some, he'll take some, we'll take some
[Verse 1:]
She say she like ballers, she say she like dick
She say she like girls, that don't even make sense
She say she like the balls, say shit fucking
She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust
I'm tryina get some head, old bitch what it is
If you ain't with that, then it is what it is
I'm tattered on my ribs, yeah I'm tattered on my neck
You be throwing off the liqour I be throwing up the set
I'm bout my money, I'm bout my cheese
Still eating niggas d's, big macs with no cheese
All you rap niggas tryina sound like me
I hear you niggas talking but it don't sound like beef
I'm so mayo the real definition
Yeah I hope you niggas ain't gotta pop the pussy
That was 16, but I'm a keep going
You ain't made enough yet bitch keep hooing
You be deep throating why you actin innocent
I ain't tryina be friend, I just want the benefits
Why you worry bout, who hittin this?
I'm a friend of your house hidden in the well
You niggas getting chip, I'm playing chips
You got your mind on me, I got minds on rich
Give it up, give it up, slide like this
Rolex and the chain might blind your bitch
[Hook:]
I woke up, this morning
Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
Though, being broke was boring
So I grind late night till the morning
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
[Verse 2:]
Ah, better watch how you pussy niggas act
The only time it's safe is when it's getting cracked
Yeah I'm real flashy, ball like an athlete
Burner to the dob, ah, make it nasty
Don't test me, this ain't college
A bitch get flipped on, I call her knowledge
Make the bitch run, make the bitch come
I'm in a 2 seater, having a three some
Ah, hey, they say I like them brand new
They say I wear hollywood, shit is prolly true
Ah, tree tops to the schools
Fucking with the border rules
Never slipping never catch me in the house shoes
Got the jays in my feet, got the jays in the streets
Got the jays at the dough
If I ever gave the bitch money she got it off the floor
[Hook:]
I woke up, this morning
Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
Though, being broke was boring
So I grind late night till the morning
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
[Verse 3:]
Yeah, I do that with my eyes closed
I'm a thug, I still read the bible
Praying for survival, they ask me why I got the strap
Shit, I'm tryina stay alive bro
Yeah, hit me on the text,
Told her we together, fucking told her she my ex
Pocket full of benjes, so nigga I've been g
Stop stealin my swag nigga, I'm stan g
Riding in a benz and you niggas don't offend me
I don't give a fuck if you was a 110 deep
We can talk about money cause I got that
Popped the homie same night, we gonn pop back
Ah, and I don't rob I stay fast
When I get rich, I promise to stay blat
The only thing I'm giving a stake back
It's puttin my homies on, and giving a state crack
[Hook:]
I woke up, this morning
Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
Though, being broke was boring
So I grind late night till the morning
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a nigga need to know
[Intro]
What a nigga know?
Playin’, nigga
Sup?
[Hook]
I said nigga we playin’, fuck is y’all sayin’?
Club about to close, Hell nah, we stayin’
Coupes outside, valet, we playin’
Rollies on the wrist, ma’fucka, we playin’
Nigga we playin’, all day every day
Nigga we playin’, all day anyway, nigga we playin’
Kill these niggas every day, nigga we playin’
Fuck these niggas anyway, nigga we playin’
Playin’, playin’, playin’, we playin’
Playin’, playin’ that’s right
We playin’, playin’, playin’, yeah nigga we
Playin’, playin’, playin’ that’s right we playin’
[Verse 1: YG]
Nigga we playin’ – flip your bitch, nigga we can
All these hoes would, paper couldn’t save ‘em
All these hoes, Santa Clause couldn’t sleigh ‘em
All these niggas needin’ all these favors
I cut ‘em all off, I’m needin’ all these razors
Jordan’s over gators, khakis over slacks
Money over bitches, but nothin’ over that
Money in this music, said she want influence
The judge want me guilty but the DA can’t prove it
I be in the hood with the heat, gangbangin’
Them boys across the street be in the house, they never hangin’
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Brand new watch, bottom cars brang ‘em through the block
Started at the bottom now I made it to the top
Smokin’ the best, designer frames, smoke in my chest
Spendin’ money like a habit, we ain’t supposed to have it
Paid this much just for a tat, that means you supposed to brag
Rick Owens if you lookin’ at my tag
I’m tryin’ to get drunk and then call a cab
Go to one of my homeboy’s spots
So I can show him the bong I just bought
When it comes to bomb weed, I got a lot
My fam’ straight as bitch ass niggas, I got a watch
And nah, man, this shit ain’t rented, it’s off the lot
Charm with tons of rocks, car without the top
[Hook]
[Verse 3: YG]
I do it for my neighbors, crack-sellin’ drug dealers
Had to confess to my mama I was a thug nigga
Ten racks on me, nigga, like fuck it
I got the strap on me out here tryna function
Like “yep, yep” damn right, I’ll take your lady, my nigga
Like mob shit, and act like it’s all gravy, my nigga
Bad bitches getting’ fucked, their hair all wavy, my nigga
You gettin’ played not paid, man that’s shady, my nigga
I be doin’ the most, I’ll pull that K out
I be in the hood where most rapper don’t hang out
I be coppin’ Rollies, I be coppin’ Porsches
You be cuffin’ like the cops, and I don’t fuck with law enforcers
[Verse 1: YG]
I give it to ya from the back or the front from the
side bitch feel it in your guts
Cause girl I'll do ya
Have you ever fucked a blood?
[?] niggas do it with they tongue
Well baby he a loser
I make ya bust it open on the couch
I could put your fingers in my mouth
Cause baby I'll do ya
Me and myo ain't the same I'm different
Put that on something that's my word
I'll do ya, yeah I'll do ya
If a nigga come trippin I'll tell him I'll shoot ya
Beat the pussy up til it's red like rooster
And after I fuck I keep it movin like the Hoovers
All you ex niggas I'm a fuck you better than
And if they wearin chains I'm a jack em like Letterman
I really really really do know how to fuck
Pull the dick in slide out before I nut
[Hook: YG]
Girl I'll do ya
Baby like it rough
Get her off the molly then we gon have a party
Lil mama I'll do ya
I give it to ya from the back or the front from the
side bitch feel it in your guts
Cause girl I'll do ya do ya do ya
Lil rich I'll do ya do ya do ya
[Verse 2: Tydollasign]
Girl I'll do ya do ya I'll do ya
Put this thang in your mouh like a hookah
Girl then you make it squirt like a ru [?]
I don't need a body guard bitch I'm a shooter
Tydollasign getting money like a cashier
And I'm all in your bitch like a papsmear
[?] nominated we celebratin
Lil mama can't take it stop playin
You say I got the best dick you ever had
You got some little tittes but a lot of ass
Your boyfriend broke I got a lot of cash
And I found out you let the homie smash
Ain't gon judge ya, ain't gon judge ya
Pocket full of rubbers bitch I'm thuggin
Ain't go judge ya, ain't gon judge ya
Pocket full of rubbers bitch I'm thuggin
[Hook]
[Bridge: YG]
I do ya, do ya do ya
Trying to fuck bust a nut like shooting at the [?]
Cause bitch I do ya
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What's my name bitch? YG 400
[Hook x2: YG]
If I don't grind we don't eat nigga
If I don't grind we don't eat nigga
If I don't grind we don't eat nigga
If I don't grind we don't eat nigga
25 ain't no sleep nigga
[Verse 1: YG]
Niggas got fucked up thinkin I'da let up
Run up on me you fucked
Nigga get mad cause they bitch wanna fuck
And I don't even fuck I just get sucked
Ridin round town like a copper with a bopper
Big booty having get popped up
Homie told me you was broke I gave a nigga hope
Real niggas don't bitch they pl...
Talkin bout your whips
You ain't even owning that
Talkin bout your bitch through quotin
My niggas be bonen that
If I don't grind I don't eat
If I don't eat, somebody gets robbed
Rap shit don't work, I finna be heard
Can't be broke, gotta get a job
Sike nigga never that
I got bad hoes they never fat
Fuck em once never call them back
Nigga what you call that?
Got that no call back
Mama know I'm ratchet
Your bitch drop her draws cause all I do it drop
classics
I play to win, but taking L for the team
I only fuck with nigga that'll take the shell for the
team
Millions on my mind,
My family needing this and that
Hoes on my dick, if I pull up that's a bitch attack
[Hook]
[Verse 2: CharleyHood]
Ridin round the city
Be cash in my pocket
I'm smokin on this kush
In my stash got a rocket
And like my nigga James
Go head and let thing harden
I cook it, whip it, spark it
Hit the mall and valet park it, ugh
Me and my niggas we go
Me and my niggas blow O's
Me and my niggas get dough
And my and my niggas fuck hoes
All night gotta keep that toast
Gotta grind hard like a stripper on a pole
4 in the mornin Sprite sippin let's po
Now I'm in the studio moving slow mo
Aye, everyday we try to get paid
And if I make enough then I'm gettin laid
From the Sun to the Moon niggas makin plays
See through a fake nigga like some ex-rays
Get money fuck bitches
Grind hard yea it's worth it
If my number in your hoe phone
Hell yeah you should be nervous
Never slippin, never trippin, never fallin off the
surface
Stackin paper gettin racks
Until our money perfect that's why
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Ray J]
If I don't grind we don't eat nigga
If I don't shine we don't see nigga
If I ain't high then I drink nigga
Bitch pussy better not stink nigga
Valet that Brinks nigga
Fuck the police nigga
You mad at me nigga
Put your money on street nigga
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Leave all you can tell...
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Leave all you can tell...
Stupid ass bitch
Rachet ass bitch
Micky ass bitch
Leave a hicky ass bitch
She wanna fuck Chris
She wanna fuck Drake
Someone tell Beyonce she can fuck my face
Aay Lately I been in Hollywood
Why? Been tryna find Ms Megan Good
Bitch how you think you ownin' a rental
That pussy back, 79 pinto
This some VIP shit, inside the party you wanna wait I
gotta C-list
I gotta bitch that look like Latoya Luckette
I don't do dates I do 1st night fuckin
I dnt like Hand Jobs Bitch I like head
I don't like beans bitch I like bread
Uhhh micky bitches I can't stand that, leave me bitch
and I'm a burn all yo hand bags
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Leave all you can tell...
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from her
Leave all you can tell...
Broke ass bitch
Need some hope ass bitch
Clothes sharing ass bitch
Weave wearing ass bitch
Need some gas ass bitch
Fake ass ass bitch
All of your kids need they dad ass bitch
DAMN!
Look, these rachet hoes got it twisted
24's on ride so I got it lifted
They said they needed 4pounds so you know I shift it
Rap tht bitch like it was Christmas
Got into the house then I got played
What you mean he ran off & I ain't get paid
So what you do shit that was my bitch connect
So wat you do shit me & her disconnect
Ran to the hood and told all of my homies & found out
all dem niggas not my homies
BITCH leave me I'm a Take everything From her!
BITCH leave me I'm a Take everything From her!
BITCH leave me I'm a Take everything From her!
Leave all you can tell...
BITCH leave me I'm a Take everything From her!
BITCH leave me I'm a Take everything From her!
BITCH leave me I'm a Take everything From her!
Got a little bass plan this bitch named Claudia
her death in the mix you can mafia
she took it to her..the body oh
I was in and out like adios,
slide to the set like I was had enough
29 street to the avenue,
shout the big big that's my big homie,
little beat beat rock in my own jeans
Push it clever in this..
a pistol is a see me out of naughty
I only f*ck with gangstas and strippers
I f*ck with the Lakers not the clippers,
Hook:
Like that, not like this
give it up, give it up slide like this
two step slide like this,
through ghost have I do mine like this,
(like this) I do mine like this, (like this)
I do mine like this, (like this)
I do mine like, like this,
like this, like like this.
Yeah, like that or like this
give it up, give it up slide like this
like that or like this
give it up, give it up slide like this
All your niggas know my name oh oh
ain't go everything
hurry give the change 4 5 change
let out shots and don't hit shit work on your aim
'cause I begin rap money niggas act funny
5 dollars days game yall packing bunnies
you bitch get scummy, your kids ugly
she three much plan me and she still fuck me
..bustin out the whale, we shoot move just 4-5 clear
I'm on my color my scrubles and my..
I follow up my dollars of my chops of your bitches like the power pus
Hook:
Like that, not like this
give it up, give it up slide like this
two step slide like this,
through ghost have I do mine like this,
(like this) I do mine like this, (like this)
I do mine like this, (like this)
I do mine like, like this,
like this, like like this.
Yeah, like that or like this
give it up, give it up slide like this
like that or like this
give it up, give it up slide like this
Uh trucks with the fat ones,
Hollywood bitches 'cause we got on the rat one
yellow bitch killing for sure I want the black ones
top five better alive is no act em
riggas on aces young niggas going nuts
throw up to central Obama I give a fuck
if the pussy ain't fire I'm going straight in her butt
and yell out uh, the bitch gonna pull
black and relieve her that's why G general
since I was the..bustin up the black pony yeah I got the ..
we got the white girl in the scene Celine Dion
[Hook: Shitty]
Rolling Up a Big Ass Blunt
Bottle Of Ciroc Next To me
And I'm Bout To Get Stupid Drunk
My Bitch Got Stupid Butt
Better Holla If You See It
That Pussy Good
My Nigga You SHould Fuck
Look AT Her
Smoking On That OhhWee
I'm On My 4th Pack
Looking For A Bad Bitch That Can Do Me
Million Dollar Nigguhh
Type You See In The Movies
And after I hit I fade away like two-three
[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
It's Young Veggies
I Prefer To Just Get The Doe
18 But I'm Looking Grown
Cause I Did A lot
You Said A lot
My Chick Made Her Cherry Pop
So Proud She Make It Drop
Take It Down Like When I'm IN The Booth
Then I Strap It Up Then Air It Out
I Grind Fa SHo
Gone Find The Doe
I Open It Up
You Behind The Door
Run The City
Young Diddy
She On The Team
Playing Hard
Born 93
Done Take Me 10 Minutes
To Get iN Her Draws
Talk To Me Say It Quick
My Momma Know I MAke It Quick
So Trill BEfore The Deal
Walk In She Know The Drill
One Chance
I'm Gone Kill
We Pushas You Road Kill
Book One NIght At The Hotel
After That It's Oh Well
She call me She Text me
She Run Up My PHone Bill
We Balling You Pressing
We SportCenter On Top 10
C.v And Y.g Got LA All Locked iN
Rapers iS Actors
Hoes Swagg Is So boxed In
Spit This To Get Rich
And Pull Up In Dropped Benz
[Hook: Shitty]
Big Ass Blunt
Bottle Of Ciroc Next To me
And I'm Bout To Get Stupid Drunk
My Wrist Got Stupid Bug [?]
Better Holla If You See It
That Pussy Good
My Nigga You SHould Fuck
Look AT Her
Smoking On That OhhWee
I'm On My 4th Pack
Looking For a Bad Bitch To Do Me
Million Dollar
Type You See In The Movies
And after I hit I fade away like two-three
[Verse 2: YG]
100 Pack Profit
200 Miles on the Dash
I'm on MY Way to the Cash
I Got A bad Bitch Driving
Look Like Stacy Dash
She Ain't Got to Trip The Panormara Gotta Stash
Yea, a 100 Hunnin Pounds Of That OhhWee
Shit it Ain't my Channel my Life Is like a Movie
Yg and Young Veggies Got the Groupes
And I'm The Plug so we Smoked about a Qp
Yea, 7grams all in the Blunt
Pour a 4 in a 20 now I'm drinking Mud
I LIke My Sprite Dirty and My Bitches Thick as Fuck
You KNow The type That Suck The Pipe Just to wake you
Yea, I've been rapping since a young nigga
I went from rags to riches
Building bricks out of Crumbs Nigga
They Say MOney Is the Motivation
I Smoke an Oz a Day Even Though I'm On Probation
[Hook x2: Shitty]
Rolling Up a Big Ass Blunt
Bottle Of Ciroc Next To me
And I'm Bout To Get Stupid Drunk
My Wrist Got Stupid Bug [?]
Better Holla If You See It
That Pussy Good
My Nigga You SHould Fuck
Look AT Her
Smoking On That OhhWee
I'm On My 4th Pack
Looking For A Bad Bitch That Can Do Me
Million Dollar Nigguhh
Type You See In The Movies
[Intro]
Ay, You don't even know it
I'm on this bitch
And you don't even know it haha
Lets do this shit my nigga
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Say I come on in like Edgar Allen Poe (why?) Cause I'm a poet
Put Steve Jobs cars through the hood (what you call that?) heroic
They bossin' up in the Vatican and the Catholics got a new pope
So I'm bossin' up on this 'You Ain't Know' so I guess the streets got hope
Cause I go holy off in this bitch, lost my Rolly off in this bitch
Yeah they let me in, they ain't pat me down cause they known all in this bitch
Swear that arm and hammer and water on my apron on and sauté it
Turn that gas stove on me homie I know the recipe I flambé it
Try who? Bitch please, I squeeze this bitch when I sneeze (achoo)
Low key condo kilograms on the table looking better than Ferrari keys
Cause I'm the truth, and y'all know it, and if you don't you betta ask somebody
You know I fall up in here with them Louboutins on lookin like I just waxed somebody
You ain't know it!
[Hook]
This a 40,000 dollar watch, you betta know it
That's a 36 half a block and you betta know it
It's a quarter million dollar chain and you betta know it
Drop five-fifty on these frames and you betta know it (Versace nigga)
We pop the pistol like champagne, you betta know it
Order a hundred bottles and we camping, you betta know it
Got a hundred niggas saying the same thing, you betta know it
Swear I ball so hard pull a hamstring, you betta know it
[Verse 2: YG]
Jeezy, that's my nigga, you betta know it
There's a couple bitches I love but I'm too busy, can't even show it
Brought the little homie he's strapped, when he with me he betta hold it
Told him don't play, he betta use it if he show it
Yeah my album finna drop, guaranteed I'm gon' pop
Gon' pop like a shooter on sherm with a Glock
Got a bop and a drop, give me head on top
In a white linen suit gettin fed on yachts
God damn I'm hot, nigga you don't even know it
But it's nothin in ten minutes I couldn't even focus
My entire shoe bag girl you betta know it
Bout to turn 21 and you don't even know I do that
Bout to get a billi and I'm bout to get a Rolls,
If you come to the club then I'm bout to get your ho
I'm looking at my wrist like I'm bout to get it froze
Thirty K for the Rolly, that's about two shows
Call my nigga beats and I book that shit
If this was back in the day I woulda took that shit
This my time I see it, you, I wouldn't wanna be it
[Hook]
This a 40,000 dollar watch, you betta know it
That's a 36 half a block and you betta know it
It's a quarter million dollar chain and you betta know it
Drop five-fifty on these frames and you betta know it (Versace nigga)
We pop the pistol like champagne, you betta know it
Order a hundred bottles and we camping, you betta know it
Got a hundred niggas saying the same thing, you betta know it
[Intro]
What a nigga know?
Playin', nigga
Sup?
[Hook]
I said nigga we playin', fuck is y'all sayin'?
Club about to close, Hell nah, we stayin'
Coupes outside, valet, we playin'
Rollies on the wrist, ma'fucka, we playin'
Nigga we playin', all day every day
Nigga we playin', all day anyway, nigga we playin'
Kill these niggas every day, nigga we playin'
Fuck these niggas anyway, nigga we playin'
Playin', playin', playin', we playin'
Playin', playin' that's right
We playin', playin', playin', yeah nigga we
Playin', playin', playin' that's right we playin'
[Verse 1: YG]
Nigga we playin' – flip your bitch, nigga we can
All these hoes would, paper couldn't save 'em
All these hoes, Santa Clause couldn't sleigh 'em
All these niggas needin' all these favors
I cut 'em all off, I'm needin' all these razors
Jordan's over gators, khakis over slacks
Money over bitches, but nothin' over that
Money in this music, said she want influence
The judge want me guilty but the DA can't prove it
I be in the hood with the heat, gangbangin'
Them boys across the street be in the house, they never hangin'
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Brand new watch, bottom cars brang 'em through the block
Started at the bottom now I made it to the top
Smokin' the best, designer frames, smoke in my chest
Spendin' money like a habit, we ain't supposed to have it
Paid this much just for a tat, that means you supposed to brag
Rick Owens if you lookin' at my tag
I'm tryin' to get drunk and then call a cab
Go to one of my homeboy's spots
so I can show him the bong I just bought
When it comes to bomb weed, I got a lot
My fam' straight as bitch ass niggas, I got a watch
And nah, man, this shit ain't rented, it's off the lot
Charm with tons of rocks, car without the top
[Hook]
[Verse 3: YG]
I do it for my neighbors, crack-sellin' drug dealers
Had to confess to my mama I was a thug nigga
Ten racks on me, nigga, like fuck it
I got the strap on me out here tryna function
Bitch nigga say what?
Remind me and my slut, don't make me drop my nut
And I'm on uh,
All raw uncut, broad in pocket don't touch my butt.
[Verse 1:]
Business, get some, she on the line like fire
Five, and one, pop things like five,
Drop it all, says she ready to go,
Hold up, I gotta show
You boys like hoes, niggas like bitchez
MOB wonder why I ain't with ya?
I ain't got time, handle my business,
I'll play no word, that's a low key screaming
Girl name Lindsey, girl name molly
Both like me, we all like money
Nigga my sentence, I ain't cuffin' no bitchez like
I've been the same queer,
[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of bitchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You niggas like bitchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
Bitchez, too many bitchez,
Still it ain't enough bitchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your bitches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got bitchez.
[Verse 2:]
Give me a pill I might pop one,
Give me a pill I might pop one,
And I trust no bitch that might got some,
I fuck you with a condom bitch it ain't my sign,
They got the homie for a hot one,
And these bell when I peck I'm trying to flock one,
Give me this, give me that, fuck no you rap,
I ain't no trick, circle this big dick
Fuck on my clique, like that yeah straight up,
Them basketball while she show you how you niggas play
Hoe, slut, ratchet, I'm going ham till they put me in
the casket,
And I'm packin, dick in the mackin'
Pull it out and get crackin'
Look I got rich bitches and them bitchez got bitchez
And I'm giving your mama my digits,
[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of bitchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You niggas like bitchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
Bitchez, too many bitchez,
Still it ain't enough bitchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your bitches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got bitchez.
[Verse 3:]
Bitch got bitchez,
Bitch bitchez got bitchez,
See I'm at the function,
Front road got the jumpin'
Show trap and I'm funkin'
Honey you're a woman, probably really want a husband
Bitch you feel it in your stomach,
Hoes get nothin', bust a dick and instructions
I don't need no interruptions,..
So we get stumptious playin' always as someone
Don't forget the motherfucker, that's introduction
I'm out here husslin, you want the lean I'm struggling,
Cut it with a cutter start to whip with a button,
No keys just touching, microwave oven
Leave the cookin' for the bitches, unless I'm cookin up
a pidgeon
[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of bitchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You niggas like bitchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
Bitchez, too many bitchez,
Still it ain't enough bitchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your bitches,
Keep her out of my business,
Man I got bitchez.
Bitchez, bitchez bitchez
Bitchez, bitchez bitchez
[Hook:]
I'm on my business, got all kind of bitchez,
Work em out like a gymnast,
You niggas like bitchez, all in my dentrist,
Remind me of my benz.
Bitchez, too many bitchez,
Still it ain't enough bitchez.
I handle my business,
Can't handle your bitches,
Keep her out of my business,
[Hook: YG]
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Ridin with my niggas
Like fuck it, die with my niggas
You a nigga with bitch weed
She remind me of my bitch named Tiffany
Nigga you a bitch tell em needle snitch you a snitch
All hammers getting tough
And all bad bitches getting fucked
[Verse 1: YG]
Ice on my neck, fly first class on the jet bitch...
Young nigga tryna fuck
No ifs, ands, no buts your b want nuts
Don't cough nigga pass the bitch
All my homies thirty they harrass the bitches
Ugh, fuck you so proper
Lowkey mad cause me Ex was a bopper
(Nigga I don't give a fuck)
Cash out on the bitch
I whip fast out on a snitch
Watch me do my dougie
Naw nigga watch me get rich
Pull up in that Porsche thank piss
My old bitch got money like Oprah
All my homie sip lean and do coca
Pistols get popped like soda
Hate a bitch, who pussy got older
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Will Claye]
I'll Will chillin
Ask me what I'm doing shit I'm trying to make a million
Put the fam on sit back and make a killin
Ridin round dolo in a Range on a mission
Flight to Puerto Rico, Spanish chicas
No habla espanol please repeat that
Kicks I got they guessin (whooo)
Can't get em they stressin (whoop)
Never thought I was rappin material
But the fact that I'm killin human I'm cold and I'm
tellin you
Could've switched occupations
Jumped on the track just for vacations
Can't do me dog, just face it
Just face it
And these metals around my neck make a broke nigga go
crazy
[Hook]
[Bridge x4: YG]
I just wanna fuck
Lil bitch so what?
Cause I don't give a fuck
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
We eat, all my bros fed up. [2x]
[YG]
You a hoe rat. That pussy throwback.
I'm tryna fuck, you ain't gotta be a scientist to know that.
Gettin to that money, nothin before that.
Bitch, I'll do you dirty. Dirty like a flo mat.
Yeah, I'm tired of hearin bout what you need.
Bitch, I'm tired of payin for your weaves.
Bitch, I'm tired of you fuckin me tryna get pregnant,
known if you had a baby you broke ass couldn't help it.
I be ridin through the city bangin 2 Chainz
Ain't worried bout the police, I got 2 names.
Keep the strap, cause you know sometimes you
gotta do thangs. She give away that pussy
like loose change. Tryna have a nigga baby,
but selling that va-jay-jay, this ain't recess
bitch you know I don't play play.
Just bought a AK, just took a vacay,
bitch you broke you need to call triple A, A.
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
We eat, all my bros fed up. [2x]
[Nipsey Hussle]
Aye, how you fuck for cash but you not a hoe?
And how I'm gon respect you if yo pockets broke?
On yo rap sheet a whole lot of bros,
It's a clinic on Western, bitch, you ought to go.
You broke, yo pussy stank, you borrow clothes,
lost the little ass that you had playing wit yo nose.
I dedicate this to my last hoe,
who swear I got cash and start actin like a asshole.
Catch up, keep up, colors with the beat up.
I be buying pounds, so nah we can't piece up.
Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh?
It's money over bitches, pussy never fuck this thing up.
She still fanning when she see us,
I'm a grade A nigga, you a C+
I gotta broom, I gotta room, bitch, clean up.
Hit the blade, and pay my fee up.
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
We eat, all my bros fed up. [2x]
[YG]
You shopping at Louis, when yo baby need WIC
Usin vibrators, when you know you need dick.
Bitch, you sick. Hoe you triflin'
And I heard in the hood, you pussy be cyclin.
Nobody wifin yo ass
Young nigga got dick, no yag.
Fast money, fast bitches, takin hoe baths
and me and yo relations don't last.
My nigga Mustard got the Benzo,
my clips got extendos. I'm hangin out the window
bangin out the window. Throw it up chunky
wrists on chunky. I heard the homie fucked and
you pussy smelled fonky.
And I ain't, used to what you used to.
The only thing in yo ear is a bluetooth.
You niggas ain't blinged out
20 racks, I blow that. 5, 10, 15, I let my niggas hold that.
[Chorus]
Bitch you broke, shut up.
don't talk to me, get your bread up.
Yeah, we used to fuck, but I got fed up.
(Hook)
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' nigga
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin in ‘less I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga (My motherfuckin' niggas)
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
(Verse) 1. YG
First thing first I love all my niggas
This rap shit cracked and I have all my niggas
You lookin for some real, lemme call my nigga
He sell it for the high, I need all my nigga
Some nigga smoke smoke, some nigga drink drink
Got niggas on the block with the glocc that dont think
Thats a nigga back up, they in a bucket lapped up
I got to act right if you niggas wanna act up
He talkin like a snitch no, that ain't my nigga
He trippin' off a bitch no, that ain't my nigga
Take a nigga case, yea that's my nigga
Know him since I was eight, yea that's my nigga
Fucked my first bitch, passed her to my nigga
Hit my first lick, passed wit my nigga
Fuck them other niggas cuz I'm down for my niggas
I ride for my nigga, fuck them other niggas
(Hook) 2.
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin nigga
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin that side all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin in ‘less I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga (dopeBoys my niggas)
My nigga, my nigga (YG my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga (Rich Homie my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
(Verse) 2. Young Jeezy
Just know im down with the niggas down for me
I got 2 words for you, love and loyalty
It was me and my head, trippin on a half a B
We used to get a warrant and buy everything we see
My down ass nigga getting twisted
Nigga get the trippy now the gravy out your biscuit just know I fucked with you the long way my nigga
So when I see you out I'm like hey my nigga
I go right by the case with my niggas
Drink that act right and get straight with my niggas
Me and my nigga ridin dirty tryna chase them figures
Who got the yhoppa, who yola? don't matter, go figure
My niggas
(Hook) 2.
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin nigga
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin that side all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin in ‘less I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (YG my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga (Rich Homie my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
(Verse) 3. Rich Homie Quan
My nigga is okay, my nigga got weight
My nigga fronted me, he the reason I'm straight
My nigga gotta house, my nigga gotta lake
My nigga we eatin my nigga get a plate
And I'm still hittin' licks with my nigga, my nigga
Runnin off in nigga shit, my nigga, my nigga
I fucked a nigga bitch, my nigga, my nigga
If a nigga talkin shit then he ain't my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
YG my nigga
And I ain't goin in, ain't tryna leave my niggas
Shawty seein me, and want to leave with ah nigga
But it wasn't enough room cause I came with my niggas
That right too, my niggas, my niggas
I need to set of wings cuz I'm too fly, nigga
And I'm all about my Business like a suit and tie nigga
I ride for my niggas (believe that)
(Hook)
I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' nigga
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin in ‘less I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga (My motherfuckin' niggas)
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)