Ooh, ooh, oohoh Ooh, ooh, ooh
Taking orders of my keeper
What you bothering me for
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me for
This ain't no f*ckin sing-along
So girl, what you singing for
Bad bitch and I'm all in her guts
Big time but it anit no rush
I been f*cking her good, she been screaming and hollering
Damn, just keep on the hush
Got that ice on my neck and she diggin' a nigga
Uh-huh, I know she a crush
She done cried and said she done love a young nigga
Uh-huh, but I think that's a plus
Nigga talking that shit on the phone
Up the pole and I'm flashing the chrome
Got a bad bitch all in the cut in the back seat
Dam, she been giving up dome
I be f*cking your bitch while your ass up at work
Uh-huh, I be all in your home
Told my momma, when a young nigga ever get rich
I'ma pay off the house and the loan
Goddamn, what it be
Popping this in the street
She a bitch on her knees
She been sucking the dick just for free
If you mad, you can leave
Call your friend and she come up to me
He a bitch on the net
If he locked up he coping a plea
All black yea SRT
When I go spin, I go f*ck up the street
I'll f*ck up my time with a bitch
Yeah, before I go f*ck up a beat
And a nigga came straight from the bottom yeah
A nigga came straight from the feet
Yeah, I like to throw up these fours and shit
But I like to f*ck in threes
Yeah, my nigga sit back in the backseat with a K in his lap
If a nigga run up wrong, we don't pray for him, yeah he taking a nap
Nigga said he got hoes up in the phone
But I know the nigga be cap
Hope he don't talk wrong to the gang
Or he getting took off the map
Yeah, I know I'm Christian
But I go slide in a demon
When she text my phone yeah
Boy, I know she feening
If I f*ck your girl
I ain't even mean it
I'm trying to stack up all this cash
Boy I'm steady scheming
Yeah, got a big body lamb truck
That shit like a bus
I got too many hoes
But I don't like to fuss
Yeah, she think that shit was love
But I think it was lust
Yeah, I like to take my time, baby I don't like to rush
Baby, why rush it nah, I don't like speeding up
I'ma call your ass lil punching bag, I like to beat it up
I done ran it up too much for niggas, I don't think they keeping up
And I'm so deep inside her stomach, boy she feel it in her gut, uh
Taking orders of my keeper
What you bothering me for
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me for
This ain't no f*ckin sing-along
So girl, what you singing for
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Ooh, ooh, oohoh Ooh, ooh, ooh
Taking orders of my keeper
What you bothering me for
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me for
This ain't no f*ckin sing-along
So girl, what you singing for
Bad bitch and I'm all in her guts
Big time but it anit no rush
I been f*cking her good, she been screaming and hollering
Damn, just keep on the hush
Got that ice on my neck and she diggin' a nigga
Uh-huh, I know she a crush
She done cried and said she done love a young nigga
Uh-huh, but I think that's a plus
Nigga talking that shit on the phone
Up the pole and I'm flashing the chrome
Got a bad bitch all in the cut in the back seat
Dam, she been giving up dome
I be f*cking your bitch while your ass up at work
Uh-huh, I be all in your home
Told my momma, when a young nigga ever get rich
I'ma pay off the house and the loan
Goddamn, what it be
Popping this in the street
She a bitch on her knees
She been sucking the dick just for free
If you mad, you can leave
Call your friend and she come up to me
He a bitch on the net
If he locked up he coping a plea
All black yea SRT
When I go spin, I go f*ck up the street
I'll f*ck up my time with a bitch
Yeah, before I go f*ck up a beat
And a nigga came straight from the bottom yeah
A nigga came straight from the feet
Yeah, I like to throw up these fours and shit
But I like to f*ck in threes
Yeah, my nigga sit back in the backseat with a K in his lap
If a nigga run up wrong, we don't pray for him, yeah he taking a nap
Nigga said he got hoes up in the phone
But I know the nigga be cap
Hope he don't talk wrong to the gang
Or he getting took off the map
Yeah, I know I'm Christian
But I go slide in a demon
When she text my phone yeah
Boy, I know she feening
If I f*ck your girl
I ain't even mean it
I'm trying to stack up all this cash
Boy I'm steady scheming
Yeah, got a big body lamb truck
That shit like a bus
I got too many hoes
But I don't like to fuss
Yeah, she think that shit was love
But I think it was lust
Yeah, I like to take my time, baby I don't like to rush
Baby, why rush it nah, I don't like speeding up
I'ma call your ass lil punching bag, I like to beat it up
I done ran it up too much for niggas, I don't think they keeping up
And I'm so deep inside her stomach, boy she feel it in her gut, uh
Taking orders of my keeper
What you bothering me for
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me for
This ain't no f*ckin sing-along
So girl, what you singing for
Taking orders of my keeper
What you bothering me for
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me for
This ain't no f*ckin sing-along
So girl, what you singing for
Bad bitch and I'm all in her guts
Big time but it anit no rush
I been f*cking her good, she been screaming and hollering
Damn, just keep on the hush
Got that ice on my neck and she diggin' a nigga
Uh-huh, I know she a crush
She done cried and said she done love a young nigga
Uh-huh, but I think that's a plus
Nigga talking that shit on the phone
Up the pole and I'm flashing the chrome
Got a bad bitch all in the cut in the back seat
Dam, she been giving up dome
I be f*cking your bitch while your ass up at work
Uh-huh, I be all in your home
Told my momma, when a young nigga ever get rich
I'ma pay off the house and the loan
Goddamn, what it be
Popping this in the street
She a bitch on her knees
She been sucking the dick just for free
If you mad, you can leave
Call your friend and she come up to me
He a bitch on the net
If he locked up he coping a plea
All black yea SRT
When I go spin, I go f*ck up the street
I'll f*ck up my time with a bitch
Yeah, before I go f*ck up a beat
And a nigga came straight from the bottom yeah
A nigga came straight from the feet
Yeah, I like to throw up these fours and shit
But I like to f*ck in threes
Yeah, my nigga sit back in the backseat with a K in his lap
If a nigga run up wrong, we don't pray for him, yeah he taking a nap
Nigga said he got hoes up in the phone
But I know the nigga be cap
Hope he don't talk wrong to the gang
Or he getting took off the map
Yeah, I know I'm Christian
But I go slide in a demon
When she text my phone yeah
Boy, I know she feening
If I f*ck your girl
I ain't even mean it
I'm trying to stack up all this cash
Boy I'm steady scheming
Yeah, got a big body lamb truck
That shit like a bus
I got too many hoes
But I don't like to fuss
Yeah, she think that shit was love
But I think it was lust
Yeah, I like to take my time, baby I don't like to rush
Baby, why rush it nah, I don't like speeding up
I'ma call your ass lil punching bag, I like to beat it up
I done ran it up too much for niggas, I don't think they keeping up
And I'm so deep inside her stomach, boy she feel it in her gut, uh
Taking orders of my keeper
What you bothering me for
There's a room full of niggas
What you following me for
This ain't no f*ckin sing-along
So girl, what you singing for
Writer: James Hodge
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