It's GVO, it's GVOO
Uh-huh, uh, uh, huh
You know who it is fasho, CEO (Mr. VO)
And I'm mama baby
Told them boys I'm crazy
They won't never trade me
Franchise tag me, baby
Put me on your team I might call you my lady
With my brudda Speero, we gon' pop them Treskis
If he try to play with me, we gon' make him lay up
In a bed with a bitch and she gon' give me the drop
Give me the loc and you know somehow she'll still give me top
I told her I don't want your head, baby I want the guap
I don't gotta pay her for no bodies
When I'm with her, I don't be with nobody
We sneakin' and geekin', sneaky-leakin, I feel like Bobby
No Whitney bih beside me, she ain't tryna crack my body
She with my dawgs catchin' bodies out here in the lobby
She suck my balls, yeah, I love all of my hoes be sloppy
I love my sloppies
And I'm mama baby
Told them boys I'm crazy
They won't never trade me
Franchise tag me, baby
Put me on your team I might call you my lady
With my brudda Speero, we gon' pop them Treskis
If he try to play with me, we gon' make him lay up
In a bed with a bitch and she gon' give me the drop
Give me the loc and you know somehow she'll still give me top
I told her I don't want your head, baby I want the guap
I'm gettin' money told them niggas go and check my stats
Them niggas can't even f*ck with me I'm in a different bracket
Speero gon' be ballin, I told them boys it's strictly madness
Two calling my phone and I'm playin' with him on All-Madden
This some different shit
Christian nigga, yeah, he bout to make Forbes' list
Then I'ma put a brown skin in a brown Benz
Bad bitch, only if she got no mileage
Yeah, I'm creepin' in the night and building forts
Been that nigga since we been jumped off that porch
And I told my mama I'm shootin' on the court
And they'll never see me in them chains in court
Yeah, I gotta drop a couple thousand
Just to make sure I can see my baby smilin
Just to make sure I can take them back home to the islands
Chill VO I told them niggas don't be violent
Niggas, they be wildin
Nigga, we just real professionals, we don't be childish
And this bad hoe want me to f*ck her
But I heard she got some mileage
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English
It's GVO, it's GVOO
Uh-huh, uh, uh, huh
You know who it is fasho, CEO (Mr. VO)
And I'm mama baby
Told them boys I'm crazy
They won't never trade me
Franchise tag me, baby
Put me on your team I might call you my lady
With my brudda Speero, we gon' pop them Treskis
If he try to play with me, we gon' make him lay up
In a bed with a bitch and she gon' give me the drop
Give me the loc and you know somehow she'll still give me top
I told her I don't want your head, baby I want the guap
I don't gotta pay her for no bodies
When I'm with her, I don't be with nobody
We sneakin' and geekin', sneaky-leakin, I feel like Bobby
No Whitney bih beside me, she ain't tryna crack my body
She with my dawgs catchin' bodies out here in the lobby
She suck my balls, yeah, I love all of my hoes be sloppy
I love my sloppies
And I'm mama baby
Told them boys I'm crazy
They won't never trade me
Franchise tag me, baby
Put me on your team I might call you my lady
With my brudda Speero, we gon' pop them Treskis
If he try to play with me, we gon' make him lay up
In a bed with a bitch and she gon' give me the drop
Give me the loc and you know somehow she'll still give me top
I told her I don't want your head, baby I want the guap
I'm gettin' money told them niggas go and check my stats
Them niggas can't even f*ck with me I'm in a different bracket
Speero gon' be ballin, I told them boys it's strictly madness
Two calling my phone and I'm playin' with him on All-Madden
This some different shit
Christian nigga, yeah, he bout to make Forbes' list
Then I'ma put a brown skin in a brown Benz
Bad bitch, only if she got no mileage
Yeah, I'm creepin' in the night and building forts
Been that nigga since we been jumped off that porch
And I told my mama I'm shootin' on the court
And they'll never see me in them chains in court
Yeah, I gotta drop a couple thousand
Just to make sure I can see my baby smilin
Just to make sure I can take them back home to the islands
Chill VO I told them niggas don't be violent
Niggas, they be wildin
Nigga, we just real professionals, we don't be childish
And this bad hoe want me to f*ck her
But I heard she got some mileage
Uh-huh, uh, uh, huh
You know who it is fasho, CEO (Mr. VO)
And I'm mama baby
Told them boys I'm crazy
They won't never trade me
Franchise tag me, baby
Put me on your team I might call you my lady
With my brudda Speero, we gon' pop them Treskis
If he try to play with me, we gon' make him lay up
In a bed with a bitch and she gon' give me the drop
Give me the loc and you know somehow she'll still give me top
I told her I don't want your head, baby I want the guap
I don't gotta pay her for no bodies
When I'm with her, I don't be with nobody
We sneakin' and geekin', sneaky-leakin, I feel like Bobby
No Whitney bih beside me, she ain't tryna crack my body
She with my dawgs catchin' bodies out here in the lobby
She suck my balls, yeah, I love all of my hoes be sloppy
I love my sloppies
And I'm mama baby
Told them boys I'm crazy
They won't never trade me
Franchise tag me, baby
Put me on your team I might call you my lady
With my brudda Speero, we gon' pop them Treskis
If he try to play with me, we gon' make him lay up
In a bed with a bitch and she gon' give me the drop
Give me the loc and you know somehow she'll still give me top
I told her I don't want your head, baby I want the guap
I'm gettin' money told them niggas go and check my stats
Them niggas can't even f*ck with me I'm in a different bracket
Speero gon' be ballin, I told them boys it's strictly madness
Two calling my phone and I'm playin' with him on All-Madden
This some different shit
Christian nigga, yeah, he bout to make Forbes' list
Then I'ma put a brown skin in a brown Benz
Bad bitch, only if she got no mileage
Yeah, I'm creepin' in the night and building forts
Been that nigga since we been jumped off that porch
And I told my mama I'm shootin' on the court
And they'll never see me in them chains in court
Yeah, I gotta drop a couple thousand
Just to make sure I can see my baby smilin
Just to make sure I can take them back home to the islands
Chill VO I told them niggas don't be violent
Niggas, they be wildin
Nigga, we just real professionals, we don't be childish
And this bad hoe want me to f*ck her
But I heard she got some mileage
Writer: Christian Jones
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