Randy Savage

(T-Time Made This Bitch, Though)

Four for two with the Forbal shoes, they for my steering wheel
On they ass, I won't get off they ass, bitch I'm still still
I'm still smooth, bitch I'm way too cool with no record deal
They know a fool, damn that Boy get loose and he get off them pills
Get macho like I'm Randy Savage
Guap pit, I'm a money addict
Hoes walkin' around the mansion
I got bows inside the attic
Take they phone, drop no addy
She got tired, and popped the addy
Never knew her in my life, wanna be my wife, she call me daddy

Never will I need no hoe, gone leave that hoe, she think I need her
Turn this shit up a lil more, I swear I almost broke the meter
Ridin' old school through the city, just me and the diva
Said she like my song, she turned it up
And then damn near broke the speakers
I buy her Dior sneakers, she bought me some more reefa
She can't afford what I afford, shawty don't do no leeching
Gonna sit in a noble, we gone get some floor seats
Ross bridge and we brought a guest
She gone bitch this lil' hoe with me
She gone bitch this lil hoe with me
Ross bridge and we brought a guest
She gone bitch this lil hoe with me
Ross bridge and we brought a guest

Four for two with the Forbal shoes, they for my steering wheel
On they ass, I won't get off they ass, bitch I'm still still
I'm still smooth, bitch I'm way too cool with no record deal
They know a fool, damn that Boy get loose and he get off them pills
Get macho like I'm Randy Savage
Guap pit, I'm a money addict
Hoes walkin' around the mansion
I got bows inside the attic
Take they phone, drop no addy
She got tired, and popped the addy
Never knew her in my life, wanna be my wife, she call me daddy

Yeah bae you can eat this dick, just don't fuck up my seats and shit
Tryna count my money right, she keep on doing freaky shit
Brother called, she just acting like she ain't even seen that shit
Sometimes I just think to myself like
Damn he need to leave that bitch, but fuck it
He keep dropping money on her tryna keep the bitch, she fucking
Bro treat that hoe like a Queen, but me I treat that hoe like nothing
He be dropping songs pillow talking, tryna keep her from me
That won't do nothing dawg
Don't you know that hoe wanna fuck my money
I ain't got shit for her, I ain't got shit for her, dog I promise
Pussy Water Pool, I call when I get bored and she coming
Eat it out the bone, she gone' lock her jaw when she suck it
Ima send her home as soon as I bust it, yeah

Four for two with the Forbal shoes, they for my steering wheel
On they ass, I won't get off they ass, bitch I'm still still
I'm still smooth, bitch I'm way too cool with no record deal
They know a fool, damn that Boy get loose and he get off them pills
Get macho like I'm Randy Savage
Guap pit, I'm a money addict
Hoes walkin' around the mansion
I got bows inside the attic
Take they phone, drop no addy
She got tired, and popped the addy
Never knew her in my life, wanna be my wife, she call me daddy



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Writer(s): Keshawn Hampton
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