4tr4y - dats it! Lyrics

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And I'm on da gram talkin' my shit
They know i been poppin' my shit
And I had to walk in wit a stick
And you ain't never touch my bitch
And I wanna ball dats it
She wanna call dats it
And I'm trynna up da choppa don't miss
And I had to walk in wit a pole
And I get a check runnin' on da road
And I'm trynna run up a bag puttin' on da 4
And she wanna slide I put da dick down her throat
Just like I'm da plug I can get you zipped
And I ain't never cuffin da bitch
And imma juss walk down wit a switch
And all my bread come in da brinks
If I was da plug I'll be servin' fent'
He said he get bread pockets full of lint
Throwin' shots at cha fade I ain't talkin' temp
I'm in this bitch trynna get it right
I gotta hop on the next flight
Baby I'll be back by tonight
I'm in da strip club throwin' bread
She wanna f*ck juss give me head
Up on da glock fill him up wit led
She wanna slide and come lay in my bed
Ya, dats for a fact, imma da block trynna see where you at
And I'm by myself went and grab me a gat
That nigga keep talkin' I pull up wit strap
Talk out his mind, lil head get tapped
And I'm throwin' bullets like the nfl
You said you gettin' bread, we can't tell
My bitch bad, throw her YSL
And I had to walk in wit a pole
And I get a check runnin' on da road
And I'm trynna run up a bag puttin' on da 4
And she wanna slide I put da dick down her throat