Give ’Em the Blues Too $hort (Ft. Band-Aide, Oke Junior & YMTK)

[Chorus: YMTK]
Pull up in something foreign, strip club money stormin’
Where the ones? Keep ‘em comin’
If you ain’t tippin’ then you boring
Just give ‘em the blues, give ‘em the blues, give ‘em the blues
Just give ‘em the blues
If you a pimp, keep ‘em hoeing
This pimp shit, keep it going
All these trick niggas ain’t knowing
These bitches, we be on ‘em
And get ‘em to choose, get ‘em to choose, get ‘em choose
Just get ‘em to choose, or give ‘em the blues

[Verse 1: Band-Aide]
Sittin’ on a nigga, flockin’ on a nigga
Rocking chair, yeah, rockin’ on a nigga
Pullin’ up, skrt skrt’n on a nigga
See your bitch and I’m flirtin’ with her, nigga, yeah
Google my name, ha, see what they say
Been giving ‘em blues, Burger King, you get it your way
These fuck niggas always ask about me
Same ones that be talkin’ ‘bout me
Can’t tell if he ass kissin’, if he dick suckin’ or just money countin’
Money flowin’ like a water fountain
Sticky icky got the money pilin’
Coulda hit, my nigga wrist drownin’
But sittin’ on a nigga thousand island
Fuck nigga sayin’ my name, ones with no game
Mad, you lit the whore, huh
‘Cause I’m with two extra whores, Porsche with the two extra doors
Extra bullets and shells—who you gon’ tell we got in the door?
Be giving ‘em blues, they want an encore