[Intro]
Lemme see, okay, I got somethin'
[Verse]
Caught a contact high
I'm runnin' record labels 'til my contract bought
All in favor for this new shit, say aye
I'm a man, you a mannequin, don't fuck with fake guys
Hold up, nigga dope like a nigga slang pies
A nigga slang wood, she gon' feel it in her pipes
If the pussy good, get the ding-a-ling twice
'Cause my chain put them other pussy niggas on ice
I eat her booty, give the pussy hickies
Licky, licky, lookin' for a booty like Nicki's
Drum roll when I stick dick on top of titties
And your nigga 'bout to finish in a matter of minutes, I'm winnin'
I'm settin' world records, they should put me in Guinness
I'm 'bout to put my whole leg in it when I'm finished
She got me on my third leg in the ninth innin'
But when she kiss the head, my God, I'm finished
She got the body of a model, when I'm sippin' on the bottle
I'm about to spend the money on her
When she givin' me the neck, she gon' really get a check
Get the check like a money order
Got the Colombianas in the kitchen
Workin' with the soda, I ain't talkin' 'bout Coca-Cola
And all this money to the ceilin', I ain't worried 'bout the world
'Cause I got it sittin' on my shoulder
I don't fuck with you, pussy boy
I'm just fuckin' your pussy, nigga
Your bitch finna wire me my money right now
You paid for it, I'm the bookie, nigga
A hundred rounds comin' out the barrel of the drum
A cold nigga, your bitch fuckin' with a winner
Said she like fuckin' with a rich nigga
Every day Christmas, but I fuck her in December
I don't fuck with your life, nigga
You can't fuck with these Nikes, nigga
I put your bitch in all white, nigga
And she do that shit you don't like, nigga
Ha, more liquor, now your bitch about to suck it
She givin' head to my niggas while I'm fuckin'
I got my Timberlands on with a bucket
Blowin' up her phone, she gon' pick up when I'm comin'
Ha, what you mean, we gon' talk out?
My nigga, we don't talk it out, my niggas with the shits though
Boy, you better walk it out before my niggas stomp you out
Lil' homie got the pistol
Ha, I'm takin' shots at the bar
After that, my niggas takin' shots at your car
I don't fuck with you, bitch nigga
I just fuck with your bitch, nigga
Lemme see, okay, I got somethin'
[Verse]
Caught a contact high
I'm runnin' record labels 'til my contract bought
All in favor for this new shit, say aye
I'm a man, you a mannequin, don't fuck with fake guys
Hold up, nigga dope like a nigga slang pies
A nigga slang wood, she gon' feel it in her pipes
If the pussy good, get the ding-a-ling twice
'Cause my chain put them other pussy niggas on ice
I eat her booty, give the pussy hickies
Licky, licky, lookin' for a booty like Nicki's
Drum roll when I stick dick on top of titties
And your nigga 'bout to finish in a matter of minutes, I'm winnin'
I'm settin' world records, they should put me in Guinness
I'm 'bout to put my whole leg in it when I'm finished
She got me on my third leg in the ninth innin'
But when she kiss the head, my God, I'm finished
She got the body of a model, when I'm sippin' on the bottle
I'm about to spend the money on her
When she givin' me the neck, she gon' really get a check
Get the check like a money order
Got the Colombianas in the kitchen
Workin' with the soda, I ain't talkin' 'bout Coca-Cola
And all this money to the ceilin', I ain't worried 'bout the world
'Cause I got it sittin' on my shoulder
I don't fuck with you, pussy boy
I'm just fuckin' your pussy, nigga
Your bitch finna wire me my money right now
You paid for it, I'm the bookie, nigga
A hundred rounds comin' out the barrel of the drum
A cold nigga, your bitch fuckin' with a winner
Said she like fuckin' with a rich nigga
Every day Christmas, but I fuck her in December
I don't fuck with your life, nigga
You can't fuck with these Nikes, nigga
I put your bitch in all white, nigga
And she do that shit you don't like, nigga
Ha, more liquor, now your bitch about to suck it
She givin' head to my niggas while I'm fuckin'
I got my Timberlands on with a bucket
Blowin' up her phone, she gon' pick up when I'm comin'
Ha, what you mean, we gon' talk out?
My nigga, we don't talk it out, my niggas with the shits though
Boy, you better walk it out before my niggas stomp you out
Lil' homie got the pistol
Ha, I'm takin' shots at the bar
After that, my niggas takin' shots at your car
I don't fuck with you, bitch nigga
I just fuck with your bitch, nigga
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