Butterscotch
I'm back again, like where my medicine
Waking up inside a dream I overdosed on accident
Niggas talking like they know me
Ain't nobody know shit
Dirty police looking for me
While I'm looking for a fix
Pussy sweet her new nickname is butterscotch
I might fuck a couple hoes
And tell them all they got my heart
You at a party and bored
You need to turn it up a notch
The way I'm mixing these drugs, I call it re-rok art
I put the pedal to the medal on the highway cause I'm geeked up
Married to the money I call her my señorita
Your bitch dancing on me and you think that she's a keeper
If I take her home tonight, I'm gonna have to freak her
Keep my name out your mouth when you talking nigga
You want fame, you want clout, I wont bargain with ya
Say you bang, say you gang ya that's hard to picture
You been a pussy all along now you growing whiskers
Niggas talking like they know me
Ain't nobody know shit
Dirty police looking for me
While I'm looking for a fix
Take a sip of dirty orange juice
And now I cant get up
She want a relationship
I told her that its too much
She used to be innocent until she popped a school bus
Welcome to my life I wonder if I'm gonna grow up
Hide my rage, when I'm going through the toughest times
You see the pain, anytime you look inside my eyes
If life's a game, I'm a have to go and roll the die
If life's a game, I'm a have to go and roll the die
Waking up inside a dream I overdosed on accident
Niggas talking like they know me
Ain't nobody know shit
Dirty police looking for me
While I'm looking for a fix
Pussy sweet her new nickname is butterscotch
I might fuck a couple hoes
And tell them all they got my heart
You at a party and bored
You need to turn it up a notch
The way I'm mixing these drugs, I call it re-rok art
I put the pedal to the medal on the highway cause I'm geeked up
Married to the money I call her my señorita
Your bitch dancing on me and you think that she's a keeper
If I take her home tonight, I'm gonna have to freak her
Keep my name out your mouth when you talking nigga
You want fame, you want clout, I wont bargain with ya
Say you bang, say you gang ya that's hard to picture
You been a pussy all along now you growing whiskers
Niggas talking like they know me
Ain't nobody know shit
Dirty police looking for me
While I'm looking for a fix
Take a sip of dirty orange juice
And now I cant get up
She want a relationship
I told her that its too much
She used to be innocent until she popped a school bus
Welcome to my life I wonder if I'm gonna grow up
Hide my rage, when I'm going through the toughest times
You see the pain, anytime you look inside my eyes
If life's a game, I'm a have to go and roll the die
If life's a game, I'm a have to go and roll the die
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Writer(s): Stephen Alsberry
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