[Intro: YSR Gramz & RMC Mike]
(Enrgy made this one)
Shit
Fuck (Yeah)
I'm callin' all big-booty girls to the dance floor right now (Bitch)
It's some get-money niggas in this bitch
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
I think I like this lil' bitch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
I'm tryna fuck right now, shit, drop your addy
I know you got a couple thousand dollars, but you so chatty
I saved her name under Glock 'cause she a soul-snatcher
I'll never hit this bitch raw, I'm a Gold packer
I like a bitch with a slim waist, whole lot of ass
I jumped off the porch, ran to a bag
They hate YSR, make them niggas mad
They don't listеn to your shit 'cause you super whack
Left cheek, right cheek, go'n and throw it back
Shе goin' so crazy, I might throw a rack
I got them one niggas with me, yeah, they blow they strap
Shootin' dice with this one opp, all he threw was craps
(You know what the fuck it is)
If she don't let me fuck the first night, she never stay again
That nigga play with YSR Gramz, he never play again
If my Glock can't come, I ain't comin' in
Bitch, I ain't broke, I get money, I ain't none of 'nem
My white boy like to shit talk, I call him Eminem
I told my nigga slide and hit him, him, him, and him
I live a Dipset life like Jim and 'nem
(Enrgy made this one)
Shit
Fuck (Yeah)
I'm callin' all big-booty girls to the dance floor right now (Bitch)
It's some get-money niggas in this bitch
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
I think I like this lil' bitch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
I'm tryna fuck right now, shit, drop your addy
I know you got a couple thousand dollars, but you so chatty
I saved her name under Glock 'cause she a soul-snatcher
I'll never hit this bitch raw, I'm a Gold packer
I like a bitch with a slim waist, whole lot of ass
I jumped off the porch, ran to a bag
They hate YSR, make them niggas mad
They don't listеn to your shit 'cause you super whack
Left cheek, right cheek, go'n and throw it back
Shе goin' so crazy, I might throw a rack
I got them one niggas with me, yeah, they blow they strap
Shootin' dice with this one opp, all he threw was craps
(You know what the fuck it is)
If she don't let me fuck the first night, she never stay again
That nigga play with YSR Gramz, he never play again
If my Glock can't come, I ain't comin' in
Bitch, I ain't broke, I get money, I ain't none of 'nem
My white boy like to shit talk, I call him Eminem
I told my nigga slide and hit him, him, him, and him
I live a Dipset life like Jim and 'nem
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