(Intro)
KE, wuddup nigga?
Young Ca$h
Joey Galaxy
Win Squad
The 4th of July
(Verse)
I hop in back my Mercedes Benz and a ride hoe
Meet David Lynch and 2 bad hoes from Tallyho
Both keys in the door, man I scrape her mythical
Gold rims, gold chains but I’m racked up and I’m flexin hoe
Made it pop, 125, I’m in the trunk nigga
Call that nigga Pain, told him fill me one of them blunts, nigga
Growing up from that boy Ca$h, get hit with that punk nigga
I’m low key in my city but I stunt, I stunt nigga
In VIP with that Rose, my whole team with that Rose
My cherry shot and I’m papered up and I owe it all to my oh yay
My baby color is red, right I got real niggas on the blue side… who do ride
We kill every club we go to nigga, homicide
(Hook)
Nothing but foreign cars, Rollie ride by
Smoking California, getting high
Nothing but bad bitches in this VI
Pick on the bottles after 4th of july
We poppin bottles
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
We poppin bottles, here come the smart fellows
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
We poppin bottles, here come the smart fellows
(Verse)
Money still flyin everywhere
Win Squad, we everywhere
Yall pussy niggas ain’t never there
Duvall, LA, ATL, Kansas City
Real niggas gon link up
And we taking over in every city
Order up some mo bottles
So here come the fireworks
Haters watching from the outside but they know we keep them fireworks
Bitches know that I ball cos they done see my proud work
You showin love and I’m showin love
Young Ca$h, that’s how I work
In Vegas with them babies
Tryin to make my money double
Get club dreams with the whole team,
In MIA with my nigga trouble
But that’s mo bottles, mo squakles
You know we done ran through a couple rights
Posted that shit on Instagram and then instantly I got 1000 likes
(Hook)
Nothing but foreign cars, Rollie ride by
Smoking California, getting high
Nothing but bad bitches in this VI
Pick on the bottles after 4th of july
We poppin bottles
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
We poppin bottles, here come the smart fellows
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
We poppin bottles, here come the smart fellows
(Verse)
In the VI blowin herb, a half of hash and sip a herb
Murder blow some that serve, most these hoes know I don’t work
Pullin up in foreign whips, ride the bike that’s pullin a cow
This main hoe all on my dick
You never think she go with dough
Doin them sparkles on the way, it look like Independence Day
Hoes startin to starin hard like dibs on the interstate
Lames try to ease in close and affiliate
But they don’t get admission, we is just who am in the streets
Moet Rose out the bottle – my drink of choice
Pourin shots to supermodels, they blisten moist
Some energy, the real McCoy
Like a loose dog, I’m off the chain
LeBron James, run him in the pain
Plenty bottles, plenty bang
(Hook)
Nothing but foreign cars, Rollie ride by
Smoking California, getting high
Nothing but bad bitches in this VI
Pick on the bottles after 4th of july
We poppin bottles
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
We poppin bottles, here come the smart fellows
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
I shouldn’t have had sex with my home girl… no
I shoulda just went home to my home girl
Oh oh
Coz everything feels weird now
And I wonder how she feels now
I shouldn’t have had sex with my home girl
Shoulda just went home to my home girl
Oh girl
Coz everything feels weird now
I wonder how she feels now
So tell me what’s the deal now
Tell me what’s the deal now
I shouldn’t have had sex with my home girl
Shoulda just went home to my home girl
Now everything feels weird now
I wonder how she feels now
Tell me what’s the deal now
Tell me what’s the deal now… yea
Shouldn’t have had… I shouldn’t have had
I shouldn’t have had
I shouldn’t have had… sex with my home girl
Oh no
(Nah, nah)
Oh oh
(Nah, nah)
Oh oh oh
No oh oh yea
(Intro)
Joey Galaxy
Come and talk, we bout some real shit
Yeah
It’s a whole lot of niggas try to get up under you
Just to get up under you
They plottin
But that shit was only in the movies dog
Shit!
Shit is real
Man why you frontin?
You back
Them niggas are beside of you
(Verse)
If you my nigga, you my nigga then
And I run a tight shit, don’t need no extra friends
But it ain’t them outsiders that you need to be worried bout
It be them niggas that’s right up under you runnin they fuckin mouth
See on the low they idolize you, despise you
Bakin like they gon ride too
Next time you comin up in the world they sick like the swine flu
They wanna be a boss man but they behind you
Everybody ain’t cut from the same cloth, must I remind you?
They play up under you, listen and tryna get all yo business
And then they hit the streets door to door like Jehovah witness
They run they mouth just like a hoe
And you wonder why them crackers know what you stating niggas try to kick in yo door
(Hook x2)
Now you can watch yo front
Yo real niggas they gon watch yo back
But what about them niggas that’s beside you?
It’ll always be them niggas that’s beside you
Don’t give a fuck about you
(Verse)
Niggas so shady
Man, these niggas so shady
Tryna fuck yo old lady
It’s a good thing that I got a real one on my team
Cuz a fake bitch would fucked for a little cheese
But you’ll always be on the real with yo old lady
Fightin with yo mistress
Stay beefin wit yo girlfriend and you asked yourself what is this
Yo homeboy and yo people ill
You at the Marriott downtown
And we the only one that knew that you was there
Yo chain on and yo watch on
But you can’t find yo bracelet
You countin 30 but only got 20
He the only one who know where the safe is
He needs to be on some predi shit
And when I found out that it was you
All I can do is hope yo ass like this
(Hook x2)
Now you can watch yo front
Yo real niggas they gon watch yo back
But what about them niggas that’s beside you?
It’ll always be them niggas that’s beside you
Don’t give a fuck about you
(Bridge)
I don’t trust nobody, no bitch
No niggas, they snitch
Got a little check, niggas stinkin rich
Yo homie plottin on you, you known the man since you were 6
I’m ’87, who gives a fuck?
God all I need, He the only I trust
It’s like a movie, they be plottin like on TV
On TV, I never thought that it would ever need me
(Hook x4)
Now you can watch yo front
Yo real niggas they gon watch yo back
But what about them niggas that’s beside you?
It’ll always be them niggas that’s beside you
(Hook x2)
Bitch I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
Money long, it’s long,
It’s long, it’s long
It’s long, it’s long
It’s long, it’s long
(Verse)
I got 10 bricks in the streets
I got 50 mo on the road
I got a quarter key spread out on the table for those who play with they nose
I got a gutta bitch and she bad
Shawty name was Naomi
My people work for them people
Think she a let me know if they on it
Outchea I walk inside of a club
I never pay for no entrance
Got 500 for a bottle remy, bitch it don’t make me no difference
In the VIP with 2 red bottoms and right now they kissin
I’mma fuck one, I’mma double fuck one
At the end of the night we switchin
I got minks all in my closet
I got lions all in my den
I got a bad bitch who love to hustle
She bout to pick me up in her Benz
I got money and I got power
When I talk to hoes they listen
When I start to pullin them racks out, yo old lady act a lil different
I got a bag full of that kush
Roll up that tree
Hoes be like “I smell loud”
Bitch, you know that that’s me
And a whole liter of Remmy gone, it’s a good thing I brought 3
Yo bitch is like “I’m on steroids”
Cuz ain’t a nigga fuckin with me
(Hook x2)
Bitch I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
Money long, it’s long,
It’s long, it’s long
It’s long, it’s long
It’s long, it’s long
(Verse)
My iPhone be poppin, I’m on face time wit yo bitch
She wanna fuck me so bad she told me to e-mail her that dick
I hop inside of my ride
My gas tank is so elf
I got a serve for a 4 and a half
But shit, I ain’t got nothing left
So I jump right on the plane,
I gotta holler at Papi
He told me he was gone flood me win until I told him to stop it
Shit! he talk to me in Spanish
I talk to him with ebonics
We getting money together
How you think I make it rain in august?
I slam the Range moves on
Of course you know that they Polo
Gotta instagram this shit
So go ahead and take a few photos
It’s snitches all in the club
They just look like they be tellin
I got a pistol on on my waist
I don’t give a damn about being no felon
I got 2 niggas that’s with me
They love to shoot in a hurry
One name is lil hen
His other name is cury
Win Squad, we deep
We in this bitch just chillin
Yea you and yo niggas in here but dog I owned a building
(Hook x2)
Bitch I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
I’m strong, I’m strong
Money long, it’s long,
It’s long, it’s long
It’s long, it’s long
(Verse)
I done did a lot of wrong, I pray that God forgive me
I know He watching over but that fire still keep it with me
You niggas like the devil, I hope that yall don’t tempt me
Aim that 45 at yo head, and squeeze live til it’s empty
It’s me against the world, 2Pac I feel you
I fucked with a couple niggas but these boys don’t look familiar
So I’m pointin out that stick, the wrong way you rub me
And trust me pussy nigga
(Hook)
Man this shit can get ugly
If you niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
This shit can get ugly
The choppa is on em
The choppa is on em
The choppa is on em
This shit can get ugly
If you niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
This shit can get ugly
Yea choppa is on em
And my niggas turn to killers real quick, nigga trust me
(Verse)
I don’t like you niggas, I don’t like you hoes
So I keep a lot of pistols I hide up in my clothes
I stuff in my troop, it used to be Jim Bones
I’m playin 26’s, I used to ride them 4’s
Now these niggas mad at me (ain’t mad)
Thought you’d be glad for me (be glad)
I told them boys I just wish one day that they’d laugh at me
I took a quarter key and flipped it 4 times
And then I bought a chicken and now them birds flyin
And all them cars posted right there on that curve mine, they mine
And I just sold the same key for the 3rd time
Jack boys and all blunted
I serve them niggas then my niggas go and get it right
(Hook)
This shit can get ugly
If you niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
This shit can get ugly
The choppa is on em
The choppa is on em
The choppa is on em
This shit can get ugly
If you niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
This shit can get ugly
Yea choppa is on em
And my niggas turn to killers real quick, nigga trust me
(Verse)
See these fuck niggas crazy (they crazy)
Well, I don’t play with em (no)
Ain’t got the time
I lost my watch, I let them plays in em
Rat a tat tat, had to fire it up
Them niggas scattering and they fast as fuck
I ain’t trippin, I do this shit for a livin
I’mma catch a nigga slippin come with nothing but a hoe house
You’ll never catch him, I’mma hit him
I’mma flip a nigga bitch, say something for the bitch,
I’m live in her mouth
They say my niggas in the crib see that Shawty got stacks by so a big safe up in her house
Jackpot and now we out
(Bridge)
Damn, damn
Shit, nigga
What’s wrong Ca$h? Tryna be rich, nigga
What’s stopping you? Bitch niggas
Ain’t much who don’t know
(Hook)
This shit can get ugly
If you niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
This shit can get ugly
The choppa is on em
The choppa is on em
The choppa is on em
This shit can get ugly
If you niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
You niggas got a problem
This shit can get ugly
Yea choppa is on em
Featuring Akon
(Intro)
Akon and Ca$h, yea
Who walk on this
(Pre-Chorus)
My life ain’t nothing to play with
Ain’t nothing to wanna act out
And if you hate me
Ain’t nothing for me to come pull them acts off
Been around this ghetto shit all my life
And I don’t have a plan to stop now.
See I’m deeply rooted in every hood
And I’ma show you how we get down
(Chorus)
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
(Verse)
I wake up, thank God and grab my heat
I’m on my grind, I ain’t changed clothes in a week,
My trap bam in a line around the corner
We got it all, white dro in Arizona
See my life is like a movie, a movie,
No, this ain’t no fairytale,
Niggas really tryin to do me, do me
The choppas send em straight to hell
I keep a gun and I know I gotta bust first
And freeze up in your ass and you end up in the hearse,
Fuck stuntin, I ride rental cars every day
A nigga know you real and he know where you stay
You can get robbed thrown in the trunk and dumped on the side of the highway
I don’t know about yall but this is how it goes down around my way
(Pre-Chorus)
My life ain’t nothing to play with
Ain’t nothing to wanna act out
And if you hate me
Ain’t nothing for me to come pull them acts off
Been around this ghetto shit all my life
And I don’t have a plan to stop now.
See I’m deeply rooted in every hood
And I’ma show you how we get down
(Chorus)
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
(Verse)
Money on my mind, I’m trying to stack bread
I know they’re taking pictures, I post for the feds
They tryin’ to light me up, I know they wish they could
‘Cause one snitch can ruin the whole neighborhood,
I’m in the cemetery dunk, we can bam in yo trunk
I know they’re watching me
Diamonds all in my chain and my pockets got the loots
Got yo girl stalkin me
You gotta watch upon the jack boys that gon lurk
If you don’t give em what they want then they gonna murk
My money getting low, I gotta make a move,
Had to rail, had to run up on one of you fools
You can get robbed thrown in the trunk and dumped on the side of the highway
I don’t know about yall but this is how it goes down around my way
(Pre-Chorus)
My life ain’t nothing to play with
Ain’t nothing to wanna act out
And if you hate me
Ain’t nothing for me to come pull them acts off
Been around this ghetto shit all my life
And I don’t have a plan to stop now.
See I’m deeply rooted in every hood
And I’ma show you how we get down
(Chorus)
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
(Bridge)
To all my niggas on the street corners
Put your 40 ounce up
Let’s pour it up for those who ain’t here
When all the earth just drink it on up
‘Cause I’ve been there and I’ve been down
Watch the strongest men hit the ground
That’s just all what I’ve seen in this lifetime
Let me break it down just one time.
(Pre-Chorus)
My life ain’t nothing to play with
Ain’t nothing to wanna act out
And if you hate me
Ain’t nothing for me to come pull them acts off
Been around this ghetto shit all my life
And I don’t have a plan to stop now.
See I’m deeply rooted in every hood
And I’ma show you how we get down
(Chorus)
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, see I’ma show you how we get down
Around my way, I’ma show you how we get down
(Pre-Hook x2)
I’m flexin on these niggas cuz I know they watchin
I’m flexin on these hoes cuz I know they watchin
She standin on her toes and she pussy poppin
I fucked a bitch once, now I got that hoe stuntin
(Hook)
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin on these hoes like I’m Hulk Hogan
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin on these niggas like I’m Hulk Hogan
(Verse)
Pull up, 5-50 with the S in front (that Benz)
Marijuana grow, this shit from LA in my blunt
Grow up watching Birdman, I know how to stunt
And now I got them birds man, I mean to do you one
In the kitchen with scoop it up, that Forest Gump
And now them junkies rolled into my spot like Forest Gump
Foreign whips, ’93, I got fuckin plum
Passenger side, heard he team with that fuckin punk
(Pre-Hook x2)
I’m flexin on these niggas cuz I know they watchin
I’m flexin on these hoes cuz I know they watchin
She standin on her toes and she pussy poppin
I fucked a bitch once, now I got that hoe stuntin
(Hook)
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin on these hoes like I’m Hulk Hogan
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin on these niggas like I’m Hulk Hogan
(Verse)
Yea, it’s Tity Boy, they call me 2 Chainz
If I die bury me inside the blue flame
You know what it is, Louie on my shoe strings
I make yo girl get loose for the loose change
Chandelier on my nigga, black and white like a panda bear
This is not a 911, this is Panamera
Everybody still, tryna see what I’m wearin from the era
When MOB mean money or we better
(Pre-Hook x2)
I’m flexin on these niggas cuz I know they watchin
I’m flexin on these hoes cuz I know they watchin
She standin on her toes and she pussy poppin
I fucked a bitch once, now I got that hoe stuntin
(Hook)
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin on these hoes like I’m Hulk Hogan
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
I’m flexin flexin flexin flexin flexin
(Intro)
Yeah… Win or De
Ca$hius Clay
Baby please leggo
Win Squad
(Verse)
Them nigga say I’m crazy, them hoes think I’m loco
True religion bitches but my draws always polo
I walk inside any cup in America, dolo
But I guarantee it, I won’t leave by myself though… yo hoe
She left you, she with me
That black dress look tempting
I pop a book with Louie V and that same gang was Fendy
She say she want me bad
And Shawty not pretending
She said “I wanna be yo baby tonight, RIP Whitney”
She want me to be her bodyguard and see I don’t work for them lot
And I don’t know hanko but just make love and they drop
Lame niggas be club blockin, pussy nigga you fly
You told a hoe don’t say it up to me, yea nigga I saw
My nigga let them hoes choose cuz them bitches got a choice
And my swag is on the million so I got them hoes moist
See I can push her Honda and you can push yo Rolls Royce
But I’m still gonna get Shawty, she know what it is when she hear my voice
(Hook)
Bitch I got game
And it aint about no name, and it ain’t about no fame
It’s just bitch I got game
And it aint about no money cuz I ain’t spendin no change
It’s just bitch I got game
I ain’t makin it rain, poppin bottles of champagne
It’s just bitch I got game
The game like you all remains, try to use a nigga name
It’s just bitch I got game
(Verse)
I got game like Nintendo
Say yo juice is even
It’s 2 hoes and just me and my dick
I guess teams are even
I’m smoking on that endo, I got folks who tell me they grow it
Got a box full of that money but you ain’t gonna see me throw it
Cuz that bringin thirst and that’s the worst
You can bang em to my crib long as I fuck em first
Tell a nigga where I stay and you gon get murked
Yea, I’m killin the game nigga round that Caddy hearse
I’m a G and I don’t got no niggas inside my circle
I’m Mario, I’m in this game just tryna trip them turtles
You smoking big with her, I introduced er to the purple
And you can smoke it out this bong girl, it ain’t gon hurt you
Look me in my eyes hoe, yea I got you memorized
I ain’t finna say shit you wanna hear
I’mma finna tell you exactly what’s on my mind
I wanna drink, I wanna smoke
I wanna fuck you then take you home
So I jump with it then I spunk with it
I fucked her good, it ain’t take me long
(Hook)
Bitch I got game
It aint about no name, and it ain’t about no fame
It’s just bitch I got game
And it aint about no money cuz I ain’t spendin no change
It’s just bitch I got game
I ain’t makin it rain, poppin bottles of champagne
It’s just bitch I got game
The game like you all remains, try to use a nigga name
It’s just bitch I got game
(Verse)
Game recognize game
Been there cuz them niggas don’t
Cuz I’mma say shit to the pussy hoes
And these folk told me that nigga won’t
I ain’t scared, I ain’t on a bike
You’ll never Ca$h by the 2’s
Yall niggas outchea tryna win
See Young Ca$h already won
And I’m havin fun
And I’m fuckin good
I got my pistol on me
I wish you nigga would
I’m pullin hoes
You niggas wish you could
I’m a playa nigga
It ain’t nothing to it
(Hook)
Bitch I got game
It aint about no name, and it ain’t about no fame
It’s just bitch I got game
And it aint about no money cuz I ain’t spendin no change
It’s just bitch I got game
I ain’t makin it rain, poppin bottles of champagne
It’s just bitch I got game
The game like you all remains, try to use a nigga name
(Verse)
3 bottles in and I’m still sippin
The bill done racked up but I ain’t trippin
We blowin money dumb like we retarded
4 bad bitches say they just getting started
Brought a little check but I don’t show it all
Took your whole butt today and I show it off
Smoking OG, this ain’t what you used to
This too strong for you? Join them bitches with the hookah
My dog in the bike sippin on white
Me, I’m standin on the couch, sippin on yay
Turned up to the max in this dojo
(Hook)
On top of that I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke
(Verse)
Man, I woke up this morning
I had nowhere to go
So I got up and got dressed
Hit the liquor store
They say I’m going hard too early
But I tell them oh no
This is just the pre-game baby
Bout to hit the club and turn up some more
Hoes see a nigga shinin so they bitin
30 bottles on the way, you know them boys swiping
30 goons with me, hope they won’t start fighting
Win Squad, you know them boys gon be starting a riot
When I’m relaxin you know I’m high as a pilot
Drinkin on the tea straight from off island
9 million tips and it’s no joke
(Hook)
On top of that I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke
(Verse)
It feel good cuz I know I came from the bottom
Leavin couple bricks, boy you know I got em
Still the same price, I ain’t playin wit ya
You giving for that 32, I’mma 36 you
Love when a real nigga cash out
Hop into my foreign car then I smash out
I like fast money with the fast route
Smoking on some kush in Colorado, bout to pass out
But money don’t make you a real nigga
Everybody still know you a bitch nigga
But I’ll spend it all til I go broke
(Hook)
On top of that I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke, my knob broke, my knob broke
I’m tryna turn up some mo
But my knob broke
My knob is broken
We’re still drinkin, we’re still smoking
My knob is broken
We’re still drinkin, we’re still smokin
My knob is broken
We’re still drinkin, we’re still smokin
My knob is broken
(Intro)
Showout, showout
(Pre-Hook)
So many sexy ladies in the building
And they lookin fine and smellin good too
They all lookin, I can feel it
I already know what they want me to do
(Hook x2)
Showout, showout, Showout, showout, Showout
I already know what they want me to do
Showout, showout, Showout, showout, Showout
As you can see, there’s still lovin the crew
(Verse)
She say “Ca$h, you so fly I always notice you
And yo pockets stay fat like why cover you?”
Used to fuck with bad ratchet hoes, I’m over ya
Now it’s bad bitches with the good credits all on her
I just think I’ve seen the baddest bitch on planet Earth
She had them red bottoms and that brand new Louie purse
If you got a fake bag then she shittin on you
And she got some gutter in her, got that pistol on her
Jimmy Choo shades, dressed up like a tattoo
Slap me so sexy, my dick hard like a stick of bamboo
I’m running all my fingers through her hair like shampoo
Let’s snatch that weed from the back and do what Joey do
Showout
(Pre-Hook)
So many sexy ladies in the building
And they lookin fine and smellin good too
They all lookin, I can feel it
I already know what they want me to do
(Hook x2)
Showout, showout, Showout, showout, Showout
I already know what they want me to do
Showout, showout, Showout, showout, Showout
As you can see, there’s still lovin the crew
(Verse)
All eyes on me like I’m Makavelli
I can mack a white bitch who’ll mack a Hally Berry
I’m showin out for these bitches like a talent show
Call me LeBron, I’m on south beach with my chalice hoe
Wet Willy’s got me drunk, have to call a cab
If ye ain’t buy them bitches drinks that what I call a crab
Broke nigga, take yo bitch ass home
Cuz me and cheap niggas, we don’t get along
Regular club, throwin money like it’s KOD
Them hoes say he movin them chickens like he KFC
So bend over baby and show me that monkey
Me and my nigga ballin, we came to act a donkey
Showout
(Pre-Hook)
So many sexy ladies in the building
And they lookin fine and smellin good too
They all lookin, I can feel it
I already know what they want me to do
(Hook x2)
Showout, showout, Showout, showout, Showout
I already know what they want me to do
Showout, showout, Showout, showout, Showout
(Bridge)
Now if you know you fine
Bend over and touch yo toes one time
I say now if you know you fine
Bend over and touch yo toes one time
(Hook)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
(Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes)
(Verse)
Shit! Bend over, bend over
Touch them toes for a real nigga
Drop it low then bike it up and make that thang jiggle
Bounce it like a basketball cuz I can’t wait to slam
Back up off and let me see cuz Shawty going HAM
If you bout something I’mma pay for it
If you take time I’mma wait for it
Stretchy pants and tight jeans
Shawty yo ass was made for it
Take yo tongue out if you dig,
If you dig then you ain’t scared
You can take that dick, take that shit
You my favorite song in my iPhone, tryna get her to my home
Callin me you then called me scary
Cuz the weakest way to get a dodge home
If you got one then she takin off
Then bend over, send her over
And if you put it back when I’m talkin bout then go and bend it over
(Hook)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
(Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes)
(Verse)
That ass jumpin out of the gym, it’s jumpin out of the gym
You bend it over, you maybe got a man and I’d hate to have to be him
Waistline so slim but yo ass is gigantic
Bitch like you Titanic, you stay wet like the Atlantic
I’m bout to go swimming, go swimming
Cuz that’s the pool I ain’t been in
If you know you fine touch yo toes one time
Baby, you is wit it
I hope that I don’t drown, save me if I’m sinkin
I’mma stand up in it if it’s Renly then I’m drinkin
She back it up like a Lincoln, back it up like a Lincoln
I’m throwin Benjamin Franklin
I’m throwin Benjamin Franklin
And you ain’t gotta trip, I’mma keep throwing this bread
As soon as you show me that you ain’t scared
Ready? Set, go
(Hook)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it
(Bridge)
Now if you know you fine
Bend over and touch yo toes one time
I say now if you know you fine
Bend over and touch yo toes one time
(Verse)
Bend over, bend over
There’s plenty of room in this Rover
All it takes is 5 leafs on the clover
Girl I’m a certified new poet
So I know her ins and outs
Bitch we up in here G
And I’m not tryin to make no mistakes
Unless yo striper name is Mystique
Cuz if it is
You gotta do it how I love it
Never think of nothing ever
I’mma pop yo motherfucker but I’ll never fight the urge
The fuck feelin like a drug, til I got birds in the trunk
Bitch, words are enough
Say yes to the dick and I’m servin it up
You ain’t learnin or what?
I ain’t talkin bout pancakes when I got syrup in my cup
You know you fine
You best to be undressin me
Now open wide
I mean stress relieve definitely
Don’t waste my time
Cuz I ain’t really got that time to waste
You can bend over either way
You want it on the ass or you want it on the face?
Fizzle!
(Hook)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She bout it (she bout it)
Bend over (bend over),
She ain’t scared (she ain’t scared)
She got it (she got it)
(Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
Bend over and touch yo toes, bend over and touch yo toes
(Chorus)
I thought you niggas was some playas
So why you always worry bout me?
Them niggas sound like some haters
Askin where do I get my money
You talk to a gang of bitches
So which one is his old lady?
I wish you’d get up off my dick dawg
Mind yo business yall
Cos I’m just tryna do me
But I can’t coz you niggas keep on talkin
And you won’t close yo mouth until that choppa go to sparkin
These niggas ain’t on that type of times
And my niggas be like “Ca$h, settle down”
And I’m tryin, yea
I swear to God that I’m tryin
Don’t let em bring you down, don’t be a fool
These niggas ain’t got nothing to lose
(Verse)
They talkin mad but I don’t see em like evil spirits
But when I talk I speak to masses so I know you hearin
I don’t trust you niggas so that stick, I stay near it
And when that thing go to sprayin all them niggas clear it
They just some bitch niggas with a lot of mouth
Tight niggas when hoes around tryin to show out
I laugh at these clown niggas cuz they so funny
Worry bout Ca$h ain’t gon get you no money
But these niggas keep on lyin with they lyin ass
That’s why I pay em no attention, just like science class
Good about my mathematics and I’ll tell you why
Cuz these niggas is 3.14 PI
Shit! you will get later
Meanwhile let me give you the definition of a hater
Really it’s quite simple
It’s a grown ass man worried bout another grown ass nigga
(Chorus)
I thought you niggas was some playas
So why you always worry bout me?
Them niggas sound like some haters
Askin where do I get my money
You talk to a gang of bitches
So which one is his old lady?
I wish you’d get up off my dick dawg
Mind yo business yall
Cos I’m just tryna do me
But I can’t coz you niggas keep on talkin
And you won’t close yo mouth until that choppa go to sparkin
These niggas ain’t on that type of times
And my niggas be like “Ca$h, settle down”
And I’m tryin, yea
I swear to God that I’m tryin
Don’t let em bring you down, don’t be a fool
These niggas ain’t got nothing to lose
Don’t let em bring you down, don’t be a fool
These niggas ain’t got nothing to lose
Don’t let em bring you down, don’t be a fool
These niggas ain’t got nothing to lose
I’m tryin
I don’t wanna go to prison no more
No no no no
I’m tryin, I’m tryin
I don’t wanna go to prison no more
I’m tryin, I’m tryin
You don’t wanna go to war
Don’t let em bring you down, don’t be a fool
These niggas ain’t got nothing to lose
I’m tryin, I’m tryin
Swear the bitch jump me good, yea yea
I’m tryin, I’m tryin
You don’t know how I get when I get mad, yea
I’m tryin, I’m tryin
You don’t wanna me get a hold of yo girl ass no no
Don’t let em bring you down, don’t be a fool
How’d I even get in here?
Oh yea
I’m not supposed to be here, yeah
My old lady’s at home with the children
How’d I even get in here?
I gave you myself on that, on the mic
Oh oh oh oh
You can’t put nothing on me?
How’d I even get in here?
I’m not even supposed to be here, yeah
Oh oh
My old lady’s at home with the children, yea
And the 1st of the month, yea is nearing
It’s nearing but I’m spending money like I don’t give a fuck, yea
I’m spending money like I don’t give a fuck
Oh, spending money like I don’t give a fuck
Oh oh yea
How did I even get in here?
I’m not supposed to be here, yeah
Old lady’s at home with the children, yea
And the 1st of the month, yea is nearing
But I’m spending my money like I don’t give a fuck, yea
I’m spending my money like I don’t give a fuck
Woo! Yea
I’m spending that money like I don’t give a fuck, yea
Oh oh
(Intro)
Yeah, Young Ca$h
AKA Joey Galaxy
Yeah, P wuddup?
Win Squad
Yeah, Volcanic, yeah
(Hook)
I’m on my Master P shit, damn by the by
Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us
Bricks in the home or on the highway
Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways
Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about
9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it
9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it
I’m getting money, it ain’t nothing you can do about it
(Verse)
When I jumped off that porch I had dreams of money making
Keys fresh off the boat, I’m tired of seeing my mama slave
Lights red and card notes
Got a nigga out here paper chasin
But I’m gon always eat dough
None of these people can free base me
Loud pipe from LA, my blood niggas in the next day
Shit here my driveway and it’s all go by the next day
I am a young general, money comin in plentiful
And I’m just getting started bitch, nowhere near my peticle
We keep cutters on standby
Cuz always one nigga wanna try
Never seen a man cry til I seen a man die
We in the hood like burger bars
Niggas are catchin murder charge
Flee the city for a couple weeks
To get right back in the hood selling hard
We bout it
(Hook)
I’m on my Master P shit, damn by the by
Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us
Bricks in the home or on the highway
Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways
Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about
9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it
9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it
I’m getting money, it ain’t nothing you can do about it
(Verse)
Bitch I’m bout it bout it, slidin round and chop about me
Nigga sweet like 30 flavors at the baskin robins
Let’s hop off to guinee, that’s where I’m ridin careless
I keep that zulu maneuver, do em like Paul Marlo
Bust a nigga who runnin up, hit that and I load it up
If a nigga want that beef boy that full fire get destroyed
Two 4’s on that new toy and that clutch jerked like Newports
Real nigga, no flaw ball, bad bitch on my polo
Speechless nigga don’t do yall
See my kind don’t do law
Ace Hood in this shithole, pussy nigga you a rook Paul
I’m bout it bout it, nothing modest, I’m bout the profit
Gotta get them dollars, they forgot that I was a problem
(Hook)
I’m on my Master P shit, damn by the by
Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us
Bricks in the home or on the highway
Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways
Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about
9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it
9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it
I’m getting money, it ain’t nothing you can do about it
(Verse)
I’m worldwide but it’s G shit
Startin off with that P shit
Mood on me, that Young Jeezy and I’m on to that me shit
Fed time, I did that
Big licks, I hit that
Took yo hoe, fucked yo hoe, now you can have yo bitch back
Cross me, no switchback (I’m gunnin for you, nigga)
This choppa here got a scope on it (wutchu want it for my nigga?)
I hope them boys got knocked off, shit something’s gotta happen
If you got the plug then step up it’s soulja’s turn to captain
Let’s get it homie, getting stones in my Range Rover
You can ask for ounce, I sell em hoes til the game’s over
Been to prison once, I feel like 4-leaf clovers
And I don’t front family or friends, they’ll fuck you over
(Hook)
I’m on my Master P shit, damn by the by
Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us
Bricks in the home or on the highway
Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways
Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about
9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it
9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it
(Intro)
Man, this shit used to be great at all
Wish I could take it back
(Chorus)
I wish I could take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
(Verse)
Back when my brother Vic had to work
And we smoke straight dro, never hurt a purp
Come five days, when henny had the Sprite verted
You ain’t trained on hoes but I went first
Regular weed was 800 a pound then
I was payin 1-50 from the Mexicans
You can read my paperwork, I ain’t gotta flex
Copped so many boxes, thought I worked for FedEx
Back when Rudy send the work and it was packed tight
Niggas and fox is spunk by the racket night
AJ on the mic got me in my zone
The same hoes but I’m still tryna take em home
23 when I see my first 100 racks
My cousin Small would say “boy, you did that”
So shout out to the niggas that raised me
Little went east molly, I be getting Louie V
(Chorus)
I wish I could take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
(Verse)
Back when everybody ate good
Now I’m spending 20 racks off in every hood
Niggas candy, they must do they time
They’ll take the stand and they testifying
Back when it was 21 a key
Well it was 21 if you was getting it from me
And I was getting it for the team, straight to the dough
Back with me and face was trappin all for college row
I used to ready my essay right off 103rd
And at 403rd I swear I moved 100 birds
Take my young niggas out and try to blow out
Fed every side of town, they ain’t even know it
But it’s all to the G though
Wish I could go back to them days though
When all the dope boys had good cocaine
And these trap hoes, Louie was gon make it rain
(Chorus)
I wish I could take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be
(Bridge)
Oh, if I could just press rewind
I would take it back… oh
If I had a time machine
I would take it back, I would take it back
(Chorus)
I wish I could take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be (I would take it back)
Take it back to how it used to be (how it used to be)
Take it back to how it used to be (oh I would take it back)
Take it back to how it used to be (I would take it back)
Take it back to how it used to be (how it used to be, how it used to be)
Take it back to how it used to be
Take it back to how it used to be (how it used to be)
(Intro)
Yeah
Bad bitches
Bad bitches
Yeah
(Verse)
You lookin at a real nigga, hoe
Salute me, come salute me
Louie belt on but everything still Gucci
She like my swag, we was shocked soon as she met me
Alexander McQueen, Loubutins, Giuseppe
Bad bitches on deck, check my resume
Whip they on check, flew 2 foreign hoes in yesterday
Fucked them hoes tonight and send them back fore they never stay
They pop molly, smoke drink and fuck then they on they merry way
Aye man but we kiss and make up like Mary Kate
And I’m going down like Mary J… Blige
My nigga open up yo eyes
When you see me with a bad bitch and she yells don’t be surprised
(‘Cos I’m that nigga)
Yall know what it is
(Hook x2)
All I fuck wit is bad bitches (them bad bitches)
All I fuck wit is bad bitches (them bad bitches)
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes, I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes, I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
You fuckin poe hoes
(Verse)
All I’m fuckin with is who fuckin me
My dick is as good as yo pussy so none of us should be here fuckin free
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
I ride around in them low lows
My dirt is dirty and you be washin tins, book a T
Yea, I do this shit like every day
I’m throwin that money and them bitches do it away
You in the strip club tryin to count yo shit and say
I give it away, give it away, give it away
So bout say to them so hoes
In the nappin mansion with no clothes
I don’t fuck with them no shows
Like BZ, yall can go go
Wait… the only thing that’s been bothering me so far is all these strippers in the world ain’t got no motherfuckin car
Bitch get yo shit together, damn
(Hook x2)
All I fuck wit is bad bitches (them bad bitches)
All I fuck wit is bad bitches (them bad bitches)
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes, I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes, I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
You fuckin poe hoes
(Verse)
Too thick, she fuck with the crack
I’m cheerin mine, you cuffin them back
Then I spread the wealth, you crusted a crack
Young poor whore so I’m fuckin with catch
No broke bitches, take pussy over head so let me stow it
In my dick is money honey so yall might as well just blow it
No broke shows or creepy hoes, I fuckin bust in her glitch and roll
But I’m used to those
Yea I might as well be, be in there some movie hoes
And my girl is bad, no attitude
But my undercover cut is always mandible
She got big fake titties and tatted too
And the lean got me tippin like some gratitude
And I’m blastin off and then I’m passin off
And my home girls, home girls smashin too
I’m next to gone with the baddest broads
And my chick got a chick, you can ask yo crew
I chill in the back, sippin the yak, lookin at my bad decisions
Cos my richest bitches got bad bitches, they got riches
Bitches
(Hook x2)
All I fuck wit is bad bitches (them bad bitches)
All I fuck wit is bad bitches (them bad bitches)
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes, I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
I don’t fuck with them poe hoes, I don’t fuck with them poe hoes
(Intro)
The proverbs of Solomon
The son of David, king of Israel
To know wisdom and destruction
To perceive the words of understanding
To receive the instruction of wisdom
Justice and judgment and equity
To give subtlety into the simple to the young man knowledge of discretion
A wise man would hear a will to increase learning
And a man of understanding shall attain onto wise council
To understand the proverb and the interpretation of the words of the wise
You better start saying this
I feel the Lord is the beginning of knowledge
But fools despise wisdom in instruction
My son hear the instruction of thy father
And forsake not the law of thy mother
The wait is over
(Verse)
I done been to hell and back and wrestled demons, nigga
Seen the other side of life, they wouldn’t see me nigga
I paint bitches like Picasso so yall can see it
Words from a young king, you gotta believe it
I wear my crown on my head and try to take the throne
I hope you niggas don’t think that I left my choppa home
It’s on the bright sea, right beside the Jordan grapes
Take double handed clip for you fuckin clips
Fuck with that boy, young castles and Batman
Smoking killers on my team like Hernandez
Still fuckin with them bricks, I know Sanchez
What did I say? after summer you boys are down feds
Been to prison, was born, I ain’t going viral
My nigga V called me, tryna give your boy a try
My nigga Rick called me, tryna give your boy a try
We was all locked up together for moving that sight
And free my nigga Sol Money, you ain’t alone nigga
I pray every night that them crackers send you home nigga
One thing I can’t stand is a fuckin snitch
And pops gone so I’m back on my feet in the mansion
They said Ca$h, you’ve been gone, man what happened?
I had twins nigga, I’m just being a daddy
And I don’t know much all but I take every minds
When it comes to respectin my kids, I’mma die for mine
Win Squad, MOE
Man wuddup? OBG
She smiling, cool, people take it easy
Christian Block, Mr. Tunes
I cop a 28‘er mansion, Max sippin the little hen
Pour up a dew for that lean and let my day begin
COD, I don’t even fuck my next of kin
I get my work from Manny, he’s a Mexican
Fuck you with them S’s, that’s yo boy Rick
Pockets on swole, nigga better cuff yo bitch
I flow in my heart, ball like Mario Andretti
And me and G to catch a murder if you play with my fetti
(Outro)
Aye Ca$h wutchu got to say about these hoes and niggas talkin down and hatin?
(Intro)
I live my life real simply
I don’t put nothing past nobody
If you dig a life like that you will never have no troubles
Nothing won’t surprise you
That’s real
(Verse)
I came into this word dolo
Still ridin solo like the man on the polo
And ain’t shit changed on this here earth
Cuz like Polo, everybody got the same shirt
Niggas die every day over that duroc
Niggas rob and kill to put food in they children mouths
I can look in yo eyes and see a little doubt
Well excuse me, yea that’s cool but just hear me out
So what makes you an exception?
It could be your brother or your best friend
These haters try to steal yo blessings
Folks get cutthroat when it comes to ends
Money is the root of all evil, nope
It’s the love of the money, gotta read close
When you got yo money right, don’t that do the most?
And when you’re down bad everybody get close
(Hook)
You can’t trust nobody, you can’t trust nobody
You can’t trust nobody, you can’t trust nobody
Not yo mama (yo mama), yo daddy (yo daddy)
That nigga in that Caddy
Yo brother (yo brother), yo sister (yo sister)
Your old man or your old lady
You can’t trust nobody (nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
You can’t trust nobody (nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
(Verse)
I knew a dude named Mike, he had a good girl
Never went to the club, they had a little girl
All she did was stay home, cook and clean
She had a body though like something out the magazines
Had a 4 year degree out of Florida State
A good job that said blessed on the license plates
She worked the 9 to 5 and came straight home
Til one day she went inside Mike’ phone
And seen conversations with another chick
A girl named Tiff so she got real pissed
So she packed her shit up and called her mom
She said “I’m comin home, this nigga here without a drum”
Then she did something she said she’d never do
She called Mike and said “your daughter don’t belong to you”
He thought the baby was his but it really wasn’t
And by the way, Tiff is Tiffany, his first cousin
(Hook)
You can’t trust nobody, you can’t trust nobody
You can’t trust nobody, you can’t trust nobody
Not yo mama (yo mama), yo daddy (yo daddy)
That nigga in that Caddy
Yo brother (yo brother), yo sister (yo sister)
Your old man or your old lady
You can’t trust nobody (nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
You can’t trust nobody (nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
(Bridge)
See this world is a test
All you can do is your best, not anything feel less so
When did you get wed?
See me, I’m a vet, that’s why I brought my umbrella
See this world is a test
All you can do is your best, not anything feel less so
When did you get wed?
See me, I’m a vet, that’s why I brought my umbrella
That’s why I brought my umbrella
‘Cos you can’t trust nobody
(Hook)
You can’t trust nobody, you can’t trust nobody
You can’t trust nobody, you can’t trust nobody
Not yo mama (yo mama), yo daddy (yo daddy)
That nigga in that Caddy
Yo brother (yo brother), yo sister (yo sister)
Your old man or your old lady
You can’t trust nobody (nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
(Verse)
I was chillin in a club (I was chillin in a club)
In the VIP (in the VIP)
I saw this sexy little thing cross the way just lookin at me (lookin at me)
So I walk on to her
I said “what’s yo name?”
And would you like to come over here, chill with me and drink a little champagne?
You’re lookin little thirsty
Now I got Shawty smiling
She’s smiling
Me and Shawty just vibing, we vibing
I like the way you wear your hear
It’s all on yo back like mine
Then I asked if it was real now she said “I get a question like that all the time”
And then she say
(Hook)
Long hair, don’t care
Man I think I don’t think it ever did
Long hair, don’t care
Man I think I don’t think it ever did
It’s all down my back back back
All down her back back back
Run my fingers through yo hair hair hair
I know you like that that that
Long hair, don’t care
(Verse)
Swag meter to the max, ass on full
Hair kinda back, yea that’s something I can pull
Take er to the crib, attack like a pitbull
First I’m into eatin her, I got a fistful
But don’t run cuz I’ma chase this like we playin faith
I want you to throw it back like we playin catch
Whisper freaky shit in yo ear and kiss yo neck
The right words at the right time got you wet
And people keep askin, “is that her real hair?”
If not she can afford it so I don’t care
She exotic, black and Puerto Rican so they stare
And I don’t see another bitch in here that compare
And plus it’s down her back like mine’s on
Me and Shawty just vibing, we in my zone
Let’s take this conversation back to my place instead
She looked me in my eyes and said
(Hook)
Long hair, don’t care
Man I think I don’t think it ever did
Long hair, don’t care
Man I think I don’t think it ever did
It’s all down my back back back
All down her back back back
Run my fingers through yo hair hair hair
I know you like that that that
Long hair, don’t care
(Bridge)
Shawty whip it to the right, right
Shawty whip it to the left, left
Shawty whip this all around, round
I know you feelin yourself, self
(Hook)
Long hair, don’t care
Man I think I don’t think it ever did
Long hair, don’t care
Man I think I don’t think it ever did
It’s all down my back back back
All down her back back back
Run my fingers through yo hair hair hair
I know you like that that that
(Intro)
Yea!
Yea!
Yea!
Yea!
(Hook)
My trap bammin and if you’re swaying through
I guarantee that motherfucker gon be turned upside down
And then we hit the mall
My pocket full of money so you know we finna turn that bitch upside down
And then we hit the club
We all buyin bottles in the VIP, turn that bitch upside down
And if you talkin shit
You know we got them choppers in the gutter
Turn that motherfucker upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
(Verse)
Yea you found out the purp, pour some Remy on the rocks
In the trap just read up my plug, brought a couple plucks
And everything clean, everything squeaky
Through stykes for the loud folk, Reggie is beneath me
Shit! We poppin bottles in the club, look at us brothers hoe
Ain’t no smoking in the club? Shit, spark that hoe
Dirty Sprite and kush got me sittin sideways
Leanin to the left, good cuz I ain’t slept in 5 days
I’m a hustler, bitch you know what I’m about
I got the rental outside, you know I dog it out
2 S’s under the seat and I’mma grind em out
Tryna stay away from you niggas cuz you run yo mouth
(Hook)
My trap bammin and if you’re swaying through
I guarantee that motherfucker gon be turned upside down
And then we hit the mall
My pocket full of money so you know we finna turn that bitch upside down
And then we hit the club
We all buyin bottles in the VIP, turn that bitch upside down
And if you talkin shit
You know we got them choppers in the gutter
Turn that motherfucker upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
(Verse)
Up they be like James don’t be swerving cuz I know you got that work
Would you smoke with a nigga cuz I know you got that purp
And yo trap stay bammin on the 15 and the 1st
And I just play crazy and I know a beat that hurt
Like Lil Kim say, “who gives a fuck? It’s my world?”
That’s my bitch, I don’t care if that’s yo girl
Me and my dog took her home
We put that woos out then little baby jumpin tree to tree like a squirrel
I’m too fresh, like a true religion mannequin
You’s a lame that stand by off Dominican
I’m smoking loud that’ll have yo ass panicking
But when you show up all them hoes start vanishing
(Hook)
My trap bammin and if you’re swaying through
I guarantee that motherfucker gon be turned upside down
And then we hit the mall
My pocket full of money so you know we finna turn that bitch upside down
And then we hit the club
We all buyin bottles in the VIP, turn that bitch upside down
And if you talkin shit
You know we got them choppers in the gutter
Turn that motherfucker upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
(Verse)
Yea this bitch is upside down
And we swerving all night, yea we up right now
We like to wap a house, we never shut down
Dog and every day must go from a nig to a pound
50 bands off a brick, yea the trap wham
Everything tax free, fuck Uncle Sam
Won’t be long fore I pull up in that black Lamb
Fuckin with the baddest hoes, tell them ratchet hoes “scram! ”
Straight to the VIP, that’s where I got to go
Ya ain’t a 10, baby sorry hoe, you gotta go
Nigga disrespect me then he gotta go
Choppa on the backseat and one on the floor
(Hook)
My trap bammin and if you’re swaying through
I guarantee that motherfucker gon be turned upside down
And then we hit the mall
My pocket full of money so you know we finna turn that bitch upside down
And then we hit the club
We all buyin bottles in the VIP, turn that bitch upside down
And if you talkin shit
You know we got them choppers in the gutter
Turn that motherfucker upside down
Yea!
We turnin everything upside down
Yea!
