I Need More
Uhh aye bang "Bitch bang bang bang"
Bang "Sosa baby"
Bang "Skrt"
Bang "you hear me... bitch"
Bang "good"
Bang
You talking to me, bitch you gotta be
I got the pump bust in my sleep
Kill da feet i'm on some feet
Feel like Obama up in the V
I.P no GPG you see me
Diamond dancing beat get you red and blue
Goals gonna come in three deep
When them boys go drill then i send em three deep
I was Doug E Doug coming straight off the block
bitch I'm flawed like a motherfucker
Really need to call me a heli-copter
This heartbeat moving I'm such a shocker
Syrup syrup no fucking waffles
We threw away a whole fucking body
Get them thrown at your fucking squad
He said she might fuck me Gawd!
Come on bitch pull my pants up run them bands up
Cause the bitch call won't answer
Vroom vroom motor having tantrums
Pull a bitch a cancer told that bitch I got cancer
Bitch put a seatbelt on but like I
playing ball in the whip she know i got hams
What I just say finna' tell her it
grips this bitch it ain't the finest bitch
it ain't no sandwich
Where that money at
Girl thats some good pussy let me get some more of that
Give ya a hand like yeah throw it back
I fill her drink but still running around like a rugrat
Damn the design exclusive
Big doobie got me on Jupiter
Every thang go de do do "bang"
I know i got a couple skrty skrs "skrty skrs"
I need more "I need more"
Gimmie dat, Gimmie dat
That go away, gotta get rid of that
That check over there can you hand me that
Fans writing on pictures like, I need more,
man that's what the thot's like
She gave me a hundred feet but I smoked all the reefer
Two more ill's in the two seater but, I need more
then made me navigate it, shit got me concentrated
You can keep playing
Not before my day keep saying
Where the Vizine cause my eyes red
Why your eyes yellow, bring it over here
Gotta a couple paper I'm like fuck all the other shit
Y'all got ice on y'all can't count but
Shot all the hollows said she gone swallow
That why you know when i call you so where are you
Where that money at
Girl thats some good pussy let me get some more of that
Give ya a hand just like yeah throw it back
I fill her drink but still running around like a rugrat
Damn the design exclusive
Big doobie got me on Jupiter "ayye"
Every thing gonna de do do "bang"
And I know i got a couple skrty skrs
Boy I need more I need more
Bang "Sosa baby"
Bang "Skrt"
Bang "you hear me... bitch"
Bang "good"
Bang
You talking to me, bitch you gotta be
I got the pump bust in my sleep
Kill da feet i'm on some feet
Feel like Obama up in the V
I.P no GPG you see me
Diamond dancing beat get you red and blue
Goals gonna come in three deep
When them boys go drill then i send em three deep
I was Doug E Doug coming straight off the block
bitch I'm flawed like a motherfucker
Really need to call me a heli-copter
This heartbeat moving I'm such a shocker
Syrup syrup no fucking waffles
We threw away a whole fucking body
Get them thrown at your fucking squad
He said she might fuck me Gawd!
Come on bitch pull my pants up run them bands up
Cause the bitch call won't answer
Vroom vroom motor having tantrums
Pull a bitch a cancer told that bitch I got cancer
Bitch put a seatbelt on but like I
playing ball in the whip she know i got hams
What I just say finna' tell her it
grips this bitch it ain't the finest bitch
it ain't no sandwich
Where that money at
Girl thats some good pussy let me get some more of that
Give ya a hand like yeah throw it back
I fill her drink but still running around like a rugrat
Damn the design exclusive
Big doobie got me on Jupiter
Every thang go de do do "bang"
I know i got a couple skrty skrs "skrty skrs"
I need more "I need more"
Gimmie dat, Gimmie dat
That go away, gotta get rid of that
That check over there can you hand me that
Fans writing on pictures like, I need more,
man that's what the thot's like
She gave me a hundred feet but I smoked all the reefer
Two more ill's in the two seater but, I need more
then made me navigate it, shit got me concentrated
You can keep playing
Not before my day keep saying
Where the Vizine cause my eyes red
Why your eyes yellow, bring it over here
Gotta a couple paper I'm like fuck all the other shit
Y'all got ice on y'all can't count but
Shot all the hollows said she gone swallow
That why you know when i call you so where are you
Where that money at
Girl thats some good pussy let me get some more of that
Give ya a hand just like yeah throw it back
I fill her drink but still running around like a rugrat
Damn the design exclusive
Big doobie got me on Jupiter "ayye"
Every thing gonna de do do "bang"
And I know i got a couple skrty skrs
Boy I need more I need more
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Writer(s): Composer Unknown, Keith Cozart, Don Jarmel Paschall
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