Bed & Breakfast

Beat ha guts
She gone ride
Likea trampoline
I can get you whipped out
Nigga skweeky clean
Love ah hype or ah base
Serving all the feans
I can get ya togather
Behind da sceans
Onna streets
Know fa music like Hercules
Say we koo but I know they
Don't Rock with me
If they hate let em hate
Ain't no stopin me
Keep ha healthy I server ha
Vitamin D

Let you get ya lil point off
But please believe
Triple 7 done whipped up
Da recipe
Don't you ever believe you ahead
Of me
Shit fa show all dem
Bands he got make believe
Kick rocks pop lock
Send shots
Fuck em
Stretch out tha block
Give ah fuck if he is or he not
Green light crack his head
Likea sprite
Inna party with pipes
Just in case
You niggas wanna fight

I Ain't ha shit ta show fa
But wanted ah chauffeur
Had ta put 50 in bout ah week
Roll ah blunt den I
Watch me some Gary V
Den I dig inna bitch
While I count my cheese
Onna road fa dem riches
Don't bottha me
Less you know how
Ta such ah dick properly
Bitch I'm dumb but not stupid
Don't think that I'm cluess
It's da bank why does hoes
Pickin or they choosein

Pussy get you ah bag
And Get out ya feelings
If them lights start ta flash
Then ah nigga dippin
Watch out fa dat boy
He ah pig he squllin
He ah stunna fa nap
But don't got no cheaddah
Man yo mans is ah snitch
In yo twitta hetta
I'm tha reff stop tha games
Gang gone have ya check ya
Send that boy ta tha doctea
Ta get ah check up
Beat his ass in his room
Like it's bed n breakfast

They talk shit but I know
That they love my songs
I always do right
Even if it's wrong
Buss sum shots at tha opps
Ain't no wiggle room
We leave yo ass cripple
It all can be simple
But yo ass is a skittle
Caint fuck with you
Wanna link at ah rainbow
Den bring you ah rain coat
I'm bout ya wet up
Yo whole fuckin team
I'm alive
Pop ah perk likea
Sensi bean

Do you got it bro
Don't ask no stupid questions
Shoot cha spot and don't stop
Till you get tha message
Have ya home boys
Come get you from
Off ah stretcher
I can get you replaced
Likea movie extra
Hit up smack if I need
Me some fuckin pressure
He ain't trippin he always
Throw me some extra
You da type ya talk Shit
Till ah nigga catch ya
I'll let you walk up
Let theses shells correct you

She workin at onyx
Or magic city
Ether way you gone pay
And I bet you tip ha
Pussy platter
And craters for back dimples
Dig inna friends till she acts different
I'm da shit you da smell
And it's too Apparent
Dats yo bitch bro act koo
And Lets both can share it
He ah scrub I'm da bank
Bitch you cant compare us
I can teach yo bitch ass how
Too be ah player



Credits
Writer(s): Maurese Daniels
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