Cash Butta - Mister Stylish (feat. 26Stacks & KingSosa 8000) Lyrics

Once about a time it was a time that I didn't have alot , once about a time I use to go the mall and window shop ,once about a time I was a lame up up on the block
Now I got this Gucci, Louis, got everything you dream about
Niggas never gave me nothing, streets aint never gave me nothing

I don't owe you niggas nothing, know that that my time was coming
I asked her for her number, and she told me no
Now she see this new whip, and I told her no
All I know is chain hangin', all I know is phone ranging

All I know, I keep crankin', all I know, I ain't got no patience
Ain't get no time or date, not gonna have my way
I pull up with this K, I can have my way
I got my old guns at my bitch spot

I f*ck my new bitch up in my bitch spot
Get no handouts, I ain't got no handouts
You ain't never gave me shit, why you got yo handout
Let's go

Remember back when, when I couldn't afford shit
She said I was lit, she wouldn't even let me hit
Had to take a bus, I ain't even have a whip
Now they see the drip, now they on my dick

Remember back when, when I couldn't afford shit
She said I was lit, she wouldn't even let me hit
Had to take a bus, I ain't even have a whip
Now they see the drip, now they on my dick

I remember having hoes, and I ain't even had no hoes
I was wearing hand-me-downs, we couldn't afford them clothes
Always been a stylish nigga, just happened to be born with glow
Never took a handout, ain't even a bank I owe

Got it when they doubted me, I thought y'all be proud of me
I'm designing everything, ain't nobody styling me
Bitches see the drip den start to drip like a faucet leak
Her man wanna compete with me, when these just shipped from Italy

Mister Stylish on my feet, they say KingSosa where you get them foreign
Shit, this that city shit
Hit butta, he gott 'em on
I ain't rockin' Dolce or Tommy, we keep it local while we touring

I just sold some stylish chunkies for 200, they kept going
I be stylin' with a stallion, she undress me like a salad
I stay litty with the drip, f*ck the sea , not a pirate
If you ain't rockin' the style, then you might as well retire

Yeah, she know she got it bad
Like an usher, she stole the pilot
Remember back when, when I couldn't afford shit
She said I wouldn't live, she wouldn't even let me hit

Had to take the bus, I ain't mean to have her with
Now they see the drip, now they on my dick
Remember back when, when I couldn't afford shit
She said I wouldn't live, she wouldn't even let me hit

Had to take the bus, I ain't mean to have her with
Now they see the drip, now she on my dick
Now she on my dick
Now they on my dick

Now they on my dick
Now they see the drip
Now they see the drip
Now they see the drip

Go
Mister Stylish in this bitch