I get money and I only rock alone
Yeah that part
If it ain't money then I won't answer my phone
Yeah that part
Boss shit I got my own bitch I'm grown
Yeah that part
She gone shake that ass to all my twerkin Songs
Yeah that part
I got hustle I got money and a big dick
The hoes love me but I do not love no biz-itch
I like em slim, like em rare like em thick Thick
If you want my heart you gotta make rich rich
I ain't f*cken wit no opps
These niggas haters
I work for mines I'm not the type to ask for Favors
If you love that girl
Then boy you better save her
And I like my women in all kinds of flavors
Ima fighter
Ima shooter
Ima hitter
If she fine and I want her ima get her
All a nigga know is go out there and get it
Everyday it's hustle hustle handle business
If I show you that I love you don't abuse it
And Ain't nobody f*cken wit me wit this music
Can't just say you loyal bitch you gotta prove it
And ima always rep ma shit to the fullest