[Intro]
Ayy, this for all the hoes that they need go get some guap
Think they got a sugar daddy fuckin' with a nigga like me man
That ain't happenin', you know I'm sayin'?
I'm a slum nigga from the muthafuckin projects, man
I know better, man, these hoes ain't shit man
You know man? Bang
[Chorus]
You can see me ballin' from a block away
Wanna ball a block, I'm like not today
I'm Jordan with the shot bitch get rocked today
Since I got six rings this bitch says she want the cake
I say these hoes ain't getting my money, these hoes ain't getting my money
These hoes ain't getting my money, these hoes can't get my money
These bitches ain't getting my money, these hoes ain't getting my money
They dont know what to do with my money, these hoes can't get my money
[Verse 1]
His bitch better go hit the club, this hoe can't cop no watch
This hoe can't cop no house, this hoe can't cop no drops
This hoe better go fill out application for school, bitch go and get smart
Pull up to the school come for it, don't trust me, I'll leave ya in the dark
This bih better go stay out mamma crib, better not come to my front
This bih better go to the back, that bih better come to the Front
That bih got a life fucked up, she think she come get me for my money
She must think I'm Notre Dame, told the bih I'm a lock her in the dungeon
That bih better go get some dickies in the mall for an outfit to work at McDonalds
That bih got life fucked up thinkin' Chief Sosa name Ronald
I know my pockets cream, better go get a job at Baskin 'n Robbins
Or get a job at the strip club, if you think you gon get my money
Ayy, this for all the hoes that they need go get some guap
Think they got a sugar daddy fuckin' with a nigga like me man
That ain't happenin', you know I'm sayin'?
I'm a slum nigga from the muthafuckin projects, man
I know better, man, these hoes ain't shit man
You know man? Bang
[Chorus]
You can see me ballin' from a block away
Wanna ball a block, I'm like not today
I'm Jordan with the shot bitch get rocked today
Since I got six rings this bitch says she want the cake
I say these hoes ain't getting my money, these hoes ain't getting my money
These hoes ain't getting my money, these hoes can't get my money
These bitches ain't getting my money, these hoes ain't getting my money
They dont know what to do with my money, these hoes can't get my money
[Verse 1]
His bitch better go hit the club, this hoe can't cop no watch
This hoe can't cop no house, this hoe can't cop no drops
This hoe better go fill out application for school, bitch go and get smart
Pull up to the school come for it, don't trust me, I'll leave ya in the dark
This bih better go stay out mamma crib, better not come to my front
This bih better go to the back, that bih better come to the Front
That bih got a life fucked up, she think she come get me for my money
She must think I'm Notre Dame, told the bih I'm a lock her in the dungeon
That bih better go get some dickies in the mall for an outfit to work at McDonalds
That bih got life fucked up thinkin' Chief Sosa name Ronald
I know my pockets cream, better go get a job at Baskin 'n Robbins
Or get a job at the strip club, if you think you gon get my money
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