[Lil Wayne]
Tunechi in this bitch
Fresh, watch me do it
Bitches know I ball
I go HAM, Cam Newton
Shorty on the pill
Get this ho some fluids
And if that bitch bad I put her on my
[Refrain: Short Dawg]
See, see I’m stepping out froze
Louis on my toes
All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don’t fold
I got too much to hold
All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
[Verse 1: Short Dawg]
Now holla for a dollar
Act strange for the change
That's my nigga Gudda Gudda
Yeah he came in the Range
My homie, Mack Maine with the Range and the chains
And me I’m so fly, I swear I came in a plane then landed on a lot
Smooth like grease, laughing at the pop you should choose like teeth
Fresh outfit boy, came to shut it down
And it’s only gon be worn once like a wedding gown
Somebody tell the town Short Dawgs in the annex
Pistol on my hip and I pop it like a Xanex
Got the niggas tripping cause we got the hoes dripping
You see I’m balling like Jordan you just a Scottie Pippen
Catch you slipping
Then you better go and get ya boys
I get em work
My money longer than extension cords
Tell them runts I got some game I can sell em
I walk up on her
While she with them lames and I tell her
Tunechi in this bitch
Fresh, watch me do it
Bitches know I ball
I go HAM, Cam Newton
Shorty on the pill
Get this ho some fluids
And if that bitch bad I put her on my
[Refrain: Short Dawg]
See, see I’m stepping out froze
Louis on my toes
All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Now my stacks don’t fold
I got too much to hold
All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
[Verse 1: Short Dawg]
Now holla for a dollar
Act strange for the change
That's my nigga Gudda Gudda
Yeah he came in the Range
My homie, Mack Maine with the Range and the chains
And me I’m so fly, I swear I came in a plane then landed on a lot
Smooth like grease, laughing at the pop you should choose like teeth
Fresh outfit boy, came to shut it down
And it’s only gon be worn once like a wedding gown
Somebody tell the town Short Dawgs in the annex
Pistol on my hip and I pop it like a Xanex
Got the niggas tripping cause we got the hoes dripping
You see I’m balling like Jordan you just a Scottie Pippen
Catch you slipping
Then you better go and get ya boys
I get em work
My money longer than extension cords
Tell them runts I got some game I can sell em
I walk up on her
While she with them lames and I tell her
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