strippa ho
[Intro]
(Ah-ha-ha-ha, is it Friday yet?)
[Verse]
Talk to my bitch, she'd say, "That's my man, my man" (Barloss)
Fuckin' on a stripper ho, finally, finally
Money counter countin' and it's fallin', fallin'
She gon' suck the dick all up and then she swallow it, swallow it
I'ma turn my city up, got the whole crowd noddin'
I'ma turn yo' main bitch up, got her pussy wet, throbbin'
On the low, I'm missin' her, but I can't talk about it
We live fast, motherfucker, n***as know that I'm flyin'
If yo' bitch don't get to suckin', then I pull her pants and slide in
Spend a rack, a rack, a rack, n***a, I don't mind it
I'm forever [?] 'til my heart start stoppin'
I'ma break that bih back, yeah, she can't stop yellin'
I'ma roll that packy up, yeah, I can't stop smellin'
I'ma ride with Glicky, yeah, and you know he a felon
This ain't Fruit Ninja, yeah, but I'm gonna chop his melon
Monday, Sunday, get it, okay
Runnin' shit 'round and 'round, shit feel like a relay
If you wanna fuck or somеthin', let me know today
She know that I'm goin' up, that bih wanna gеt with me
On the Oxy' floatin', yeah, you know I touch the ceiling
I did that lil' bih bogus, yeah, she know that I'm a cheater
The way I get my money up, I keep my family feet up
Yeah, the way I run it up, yeah, this shit should be illegal
And this ain't no funny stuff, lil' n***a, yeah, I'm serious
I'ma spray that car down, got that lil' n***a delirious
She gon' sick this dick so good, got that lil' bitch tearin' up
I'ma fuckin' walk in, got yo' main ho cheerin' up
I'ma stand on what I say, n***a, I ain't take it back, yuh
Got a fat ass, yeah-yeah
Pick up, ho
Hit it from the back
I can never get attached
I can never cuff a ho
I can never cuff a gnat
I just poured a six up, I ain't wanna ask
Shawty got a bubble butt, I bust it open fast
Hunnid thousand, hunnid thousand, n***a, do the math
Gotta stay up on the road, n***a, gotta keep up track
Ridin' in a Range Rover, runnin' out of track
I'll do a lap, lap, lap, lap, lap
Top ten, am I lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin'?
I need Perky, n***a, need it, stop
Shawty house is hungry, yeah, she need some cash
Feel like Bob Marley, yeah, hit 'em with a axe
I don't got no love for you, I ain't got no time for that
I ain't gon' love lovin' you, I ain't got no time for that
Red skater, blue skater, I got all 'em, man
I kill all the pussy, yeah, done made a whole tab
You don't got no money, I don't give a fuckin' damn
I'ma call you later, hit you back when I land
(Ah-ha-ha-ha, is it Friday yet?)
[Verse]
Talk to my bitch, she'd say, "That's my man, my man" (Barloss)
Fuckin' on a stripper ho, finally, finally
Money counter countin' and it's fallin', fallin'
She gon' suck the dick all up and then she swallow it, swallow it
I'ma turn my city up, got the whole crowd noddin'
I'ma turn yo' main bitch up, got her pussy wet, throbbin'
On the low, I'm missin' her, but I can't talk about it
We live fast, motherfucker, n***as know that I'm flyin'
If yo' bitch don't get to suckin', then I pull her pants and slide in
Spend a rack, a rack, a rack, n***a, I don't mind it
I'm forever [?] 'til my heart start stoppin'
I'ma break that bih back, yeah, she can't stop yellin'
I'ma roll that packy up, yeah, I can't stop smellin'
I'ma ride with Glicky, yeah, and you know he a felon
This ain't Fruit Ninja, yeah, but I'm gonna chop his melon
Monday, Sunday, get it, okay
Runnin' shit 'round and 'round, shit feel like a relay
If you wanna fuck or somеthin', let me know today
She know that I'm goin' up, that bih wanna gеt with me
On the Oxy' floatin', yeah, you know I touch the ceiling
I did that lil' bih bogus, yeah, she know that I'm a cheater
The way I get my money up, I keep my family feet up
Yeah, the way I run it up, yeah, this shit should be illegal
And this ain't no funny stuff, lil' n***a, yeah, I'm serious
I'ma spray that car down, got that lil' n***a delirious
She gon' sick this dick so good, got that lil' bitch tearin' up
I'ma fuckin' walk in, got yo' main ho cheerin' up
I'ma stand on what I say, n***a, I ain't take it back, yuh
Got a fat ass, yeah-yeah
Pick up, ho
Hit it from the back
I can never get attached
I can never cuff a ho
I can never cuff a gnat
I just poured a six up, I ain't wanna ask
Shawty got a bubble butt, I bust it open fast
Hunnid thousand, hunnid thousand, n***a, do the math
Gotta stay up on the road, n***a, gotta keep up track
Ridin' in a Range Rover, runnin' out of track
I'll do a lap, lap, lap, lap, lap
Top ten, am I lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin'?
I need Perky, n***a, need it, stop
Shawty house is hungry, yeah, she need some cash
Feel like Bob Marley, yeah, hit 'em with a axe
I don't got no love for you, I ain't got no time for that
I ain't gon' love lovin' you, I ain't got no time for that
Red skater, blue skater, I got all 'em, man
I kill all the pussy, yeah, done made a whole tab
You don't got no money, I don't give a fuckin' damn
I'ma call you later, hit you back when I land