Need a bitch gone stay out the way
I'on like em too mixy
Super low key on da gram
Hold it down for me if the feds pinch me
Counting money some of this clean
But all of this money is green
Run it all thru da machine
Straight to the bank Cha-Ching
She want a real one I got her
Red Rollie green Rollie got options
We kicking shit like it was soccer
She came
Now I'm f*cking her harder and harder
We trade off we barter
Thru the legs I'm Vince carter
Let her be who she be
Cause wit me, she gone see
Draggin nuts out LA I ain't talkin da chargers
I'm gone off the Molly da Perkies dem erkies I'm sick as a bitch ima be urling tomorrow
Go go wit it like inspector gadget
They can't ball like me call it magic
Pull up hop out on em it was tragic
They ain't trappin, they cappin
HOF gang nigga I'm the captain
Live on stage going wild as March madness
And Her vibe unmatched no cap it's attractive
Ima die bout mines, pay in blood or respect
Ima hood land lord giving loans out as debt
These niggas ain't threats
Cause beef ain't cheap
Won't catch em online ima catch em in the streets
Can't sleep when it's beef
Gotta eat, ima eat first
Bedroom banging headboard like a speaker
Pin her legs up grab her thigh and her feet first
And she know daddy sucking on her pussy like it's dessert
Need a bitch gone stay out the way
I'on like em too mixy
Super low key on da gram
Hold it down for me if the feds pinch me
Counting money some of this clean
But all of this money is green
Run it all thru da machine
Straight to the bank Cha-Ching
She want a real one I got her
Red Rollie green Rollie got options
We kicking shit like it was soccer
She came
Now I'm f*cking her harder and harder
We trade off we barter
Thru the legs I'm Vince carter
Let her be who she be
Cause wit me, she gone see
Draggin nuts out LA I ain't talkin da chargers
I'm gone off the Molly da Perkies dem erkies I'm sick as a bitch ima be urling tomorrow
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Need a bitch gone stay out the way
I'on like em too mixy
Super low key on da gram
Hold it down for me if the feds pinch me
Counting money some of this clean
But all of this money is green
Run it all thru da machine
Straight to the bank Cha-Ching
She want a real one I got her
Red Rollie green Rollie got options
We kicking shit like it was soccer
She came
Now I'm f*cking her harder and harder
We trade off we barter
Thru the legs I'm Vince carter
Let her be who she be
Cause wit me, she gone see
Draggin nuts out LA I ain't talkin da chargers
I'm gone off the Molly da Perkies dem erkies I'm sick as a bitch ima be urling tomorrow
Go go wit it like inspector gadget
They can't ball like me call it magic
Pull up hop out on em it was tragic
They ain't trappin, they cappin
HOF gang nigga I'm the captain
Live on stage going wild as March madness
And Her vibe unmatched no cap it's attractive
Ima die bout mines, pay in blood or respect
Ima hood land lord giving loans out as debt
These niggas ain't threats
Cause beef ain't cheap
Won't catch em online ima catch em in the streets
Can't sleep when it's beef
Gotta eat, ima eat first
Bedroom banging headboard like a speaker
Pin her legs up grab her thigh and her feet first
And she know daddy sucking on her pussy like it's dessert
Need a bitch gone stay out the way
I'on like em too mixy
Super low key on da gram
Hold it down for me if the feds pinch me
Counting money some of this clean
But all of this money is green
Run it all thru da machine
Straight to the bank Cha-Ching
She want a real one I got her
Red Rollie green Rollie got options
We kicking shit like it was soccer
She came
Now I'm f*cking her harder and harder
We trade off we barter
Thru the legs I'm Vince carter
Let her be who she be
Cause wit me, she gone see
Draggin nuts out LA I ain't talkin da chargers
I'm gone off the Molly da Perkies dem erkies I'm sick as a bitch ima be urling tomorrow
I'on like em too mixy
Super low key on da gram
Hold it down for me if the feds pinch me
Counting money some of this clean
But all of this money is green
Run it all thru da machine
Straight to the bank Cha-Ching
She want a real one I got her
Red Rollie green Rollie got options
We kicking shit like it was soccer
She came
Now I'm f*cking her harder and harder
We trade off we barter
Thru the legs I'm Vince carter
Let her be who she be
Cause wit me, she gone see
Draggin nuts out LA I ain't talkin da chargers
I'm gone off the Molly da Perkies dem erkies I'm sick as a bitch ima be urling tomorrow
Go go wit it like inspector gadget
They can't ball like me call it magic
Pull up hop out on em it was tragic
They ain't trappin, they cappin
HOF gang nigga I'm the captain
Live on stage going wild as March madness
And Her vibe unmatched no cap it's attractive
Ima die bout mines, pay in blood or respect
Ima hood land lord giving loans out as debt
These niggas ain't threats
Cause beef ain't cheap
Won't catch em online ima catch em in the streets
Can't sleep when it's beef
Gotta eat, ima eat first
Bedroom banging headboard like a speaker
Pin her legs up grab her thigh and her feet first
And she know daddy sucking on her pussy like it's dessert
Need a bitch gone stay out the way
I'on like em too mixy
Super low key on da gram
Hold it down for me if the feds pinch me
Counting money some of this clean
But all of this money is green
Run it all thru da machine
Straight to the bank Cha-Ching
She want a real one I got her
Red Rollie green Rollie got options
We kicking shit like it was soccer
She came
Now I'm f*cking her harder and harder
We trade off we barter
Thru the legs I'm Vince carter
Let her be who she be
Cause wit me, she gone see
Draggin nuts out LA I ain't talkin da chargers
I'm gone off the Molly da Perkies dem erkies I'm sick as a bitch ima be urling tomorrow
Writer: Larry Hall
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