[Intro]
Ha
Book me a show, then I’m rockin’ that bitch, yeah
Takin’ my clothes off, all the bitches, they throwin’ me bras, they wanna suck my dick
Hah, I’m off pills too, fuck
Hah
[Chorus]
Get me a show, then I’m rockin’ that bitch, huh
I got your bitch on my dick, huh
Run up on me, shoot your lip
Lil bro just pulled up with a 50 clip
Get me a show, then I’m rockin’ that bitch, huh
I got your bitch on my dick, huh
Run up on me, shoot your lip
Lil bro just pulled up with a 50 clip
[Verse]
Lil bro just pulled up with a 50 clip
I been so high, bitch, I’m outta here
Run up on me, I’ll shoot your hair
Bitches done lipstick lickin’ my ear, ooh, huh
Wettin’ me up, huh, yeah
You’re wettin’ me up
Open that check today, I’m feelin’ so good
I’m rich today, you run up on me with them hoes and you fake, huh, ooh
This girl up so late, huh
She want some money? Then wait, huh
I might just shoot up the place, huh, ooh
My diamonds be real, huh
Your ones are super fake, huh, yeah
I got the shooters en route, they shootin’ like super mates, huh
Baby, get back, you better relax, I’m fuckin’ that bitch and she knowin’ that
All these niggas so lame, huh
You can call him a lil quarterback
You run up on me, I ain’t havin’ that, huh
I shoot at your fiddy cap, huh
You say you want beef? I put it on burger then, bitch, I eat, dawg, what?
Ha
Book me a show, then I’m rockin’ that bitch, yeah
Takin’ my clothes off, all the bitches, they throwin’ me bras, they wanna suck my dick
Hah, I’m off pills too, fuck
Hah
[Chorus]
Get me a show, then I’m rockin’ that bitch, huh
I got your bitch on my dick, huh
Run up on me, shoot your lip
Lil bro just pulled up with a 50 clip
Get me a show, then I’m rockin’ that bitch, huh
I got your bitch on my dick, huh
Run up on me, shoot your lip
Lil bro just pulled up with a 50 clip
[Verse]
Lil bro just pulled up with a 50 clip
I been so high, bitch, I’m outta here
Run up on me, I’ll shoot your hair
Bitches done lipstick lickin’ my ear, ooh, huh
Wettin’ me up, huh, yeah
You’re wettin’ me up
Open that check today, I’m feelin’ so good
I’m rich today, you run up on me with them hoes and you fake, huh, ooh
This girl up so late, huh
She want some money? Then wait, huh
I might just shoot up the place, huh, ooh
My diamonds be real, huh
Your ones are super fake, huh, yeah
I got the shooters en route, they shootin’ like super mates, huh
Baby, get back, you better relax, I’m fuckin’ that bitch and she knowin’ that
All these niggas so lame, huh
You can call him a lil quarterback
You run up on me, I ain’t havin’ that, huh
I shoot at your fiddy cap, huh
You say you want beef? I put it on burger then, bitch, I eat, dawg, what?
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