Sub Her

Brought a bitch up out the club I had to sub her
She think I'm her lover, so I hit her with no rubber
Red liquid in my cup only that's period
Laughin with ya hoe, but with u she serious

Brought a bitch up out the club I had to sub her
She think I'm her lover, so I hit her with no rubber
Red liquid in my cup only that's period
Laughin with ya hoe, but with u she serious

Let me walk up in the club, I'm bout to beat him to a pulp
Lemons to lemonade, my brain lost it's bulb
But I light up in the night, turn the darkness to daylight
I write up and I spit it, but you and I don't share the same mic
I hit a different switch, I flick my wrist, the shit is getting rhythmic
I took a bitch, and flipped a bitch, now she a gymnast
I brought a zip, we smoked a spliff, she with the business
Brought another chick, they ganged up on the dick, they hit a li-ick
I'm sippin a fi-ifth, I hopped in the whi-ip
I'm losing my shi-its, bout to crash into the Ritz
Cuz I got cheddar, Gucci sweater for whenever I feel better
Quite a setup, got my check up, now I'm spending all the extras
Got a case of too much lettuce, I'm a herbivore you jealous
Ima face a grip of Hennessy, and turn the corner recklessly
I lace em, Jerome Bettis, curved the whore becuz I'm petty
Tommy to ya tummy, if you actin sorta petty

Got some white girl, but I'm not talkin bout the suburbs
She always wants to sniff it, she be actin kinda stubborn
Cocaine light up her face, it make her nose look like it's sunburnt
I got the heat I torch the place, now the roof crumbled under



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Writer(s): Nick Samson
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