Yeah, live, live, live, live for how
So breezy, little blood, it's a real dude
Filthy, I see you, daddy, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's the president
So breezy, little blood, it's a real dude
Saucy little nigga with a * the world attitude
I stay late from my feet to my tennis shoes
I see you over there peekin', lil' mama gonna choose
I know she on the dude, wishin' I could call her boo
Wishin' I would slide through late night and get a loose
Wipe a nigga down while I'm lookin' out the sunroof
I'm blowin' on grapes, sippin' Robo and Grey Goose
We in the coupe, me filthy and solid
Doin' the little bitch browsin', countin' a hell of thousands
And I ain't tryin' to catch a run, I need me a bad hoe
If I get knocked, she'll stick and stack my dough
Lil' mama, what your ex-nigga hatin' for?
I ain't gotta tell him, cause a nigga already know
Blood got a talent
That's a different story, I'm tryin' to catch a lil' mama
I'm leanin' and I'm horny, ayy lady
Ayy, what's your name and your number?
Get you in the bed and we can rumble in the jungle
Ayy, what's your name and your number?
Get you in the bed and we can rumble in the jungle
She say I lay pipe, so she call me a plumber
Maybe I can get some head in the front seat of my Hummer
Married to the block, you ain't even gotta wonder
Man, I get bread like my first name Wonder
Man, I get head and leave it in the biz town
So name ringin' through the town, I'm in everybody's household
Niggas hatin' on me, I'm in everybody else's
So your bitch chose me, what the * you mad at me for?
Maybe cause you broke and ain't no forgettin' though
But I can give a * about a bitch like D-Lo
Run him by the trio, get him by the bolo
Love to smoke, purr, pop, ecstasy, and snort coke
Run him by the trio, get him by the bolo
Love to smoke, purr, pop, ecstasy, and snort coke
I came up from nothing. All I know is break a bitch chosen lifestyles and maggums get on the blade bitch
No, it ain't the game bitch the kid trying to get rich you can get shook if you can't trip you to the *
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