Potna and a G
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang and thats on everythang
She want a rida in a g
Gotta show her how i ride in the streets
Now she wanna make love in the sheets
So i did the opposite and fucc her to sleep
This a dope dicc hitta baby girl you gotta earn this meat
Im the bread winner so i earn this cheese
You can be the queen better rub my feet
Not so literally baby girl think
Im a do the tricking its my treat
Mask on in the pussy like its fucking halloween
Ride with a real one come check the technique
Not like yo ex trill thoroughbred g
Gotta give you the d every day of the week
Battle wrestle in the jungle play jimangi with the meat
Wrap yo ass like a pad cause she skeeting threw the sheets
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang and thats on everythang
123456 Im a real rida in this bih
Whats even better then that
She really ride for me
Love the way that i keep g
How i recline the seat when i creep the streets
How i grip the hips when im in the sheets
How i pistol grip when im in heat im throwed
She say im so unique and my gold cold
Just a lil something for the world
Just to keep the eyes of the beholder
Give these other hoes a cold shoulder
They haters baby we soldiers
We paper stacking no folders
You know we swang hard like coasters
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang and thats on everythang
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang and thats on everythang
She want a rida in a g
Gotta show her how i ride in the streets
Now she wanna make love in the sheets
So i did the opposite and fucc her to sleep
This a dope dicc hitta baby girl you gotta earn this meat
Im the bread winner so i earn this cheese
You can be the queen better rub my feet
Not so literally baby girl think
Im a do the tricking its my treat
Mask on in the pussy like its fucking halloween
Ride with a real one come check the technique
Not like yo ex trill thoroughbred g
Gotta give you the d every day of the week
Battle wrestle in the jungle play jimangi with the meat
Wrap yo ass like a pad cause she skeeting threw the sheets
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang and thats on everythang
123456 Im a real rida in this bih
Whats even better then that
She really ride for me
Love the way that i keep g
How i recline the seat when i creep the streets
How i grip the hips when im in the sheets
How i pistol grip when im in heat im throwed
She say im so unique and my gold cold
Just a lil something for the world
Just to keep the eyes of the beholder
Give these other hoes a cold shoulder
They haters baby we soldiers
We paper stacking no folders
You know we swang hard like coasters
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang
My baby he my potna he a g
We counting up this money and smoking tree
Aint worried bout nobody he for me
My baby got his rida on everythang and thats on everythang
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Writer(s): Howard Jones Jr
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