Motto

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C2

F-U-C-K you, that's the motto
Lightskin, thick, pretty bitch like Mulatto
Ride around, 5% tint in the Tahoe
Might just crash, keep on driving on the potholes
Never ever, ever fuck that bitch, she a thot hoe
Lil' hoe, lil' freak, yeah, she sippin' out the bottle
She said, "Chris stop playin', cut that shit down, bro"
I'm just playing but, she knows how I get though

I'm not trappin', I'm just rappin', people cappin'
People don't preach on what they rappin'
He say he 'bout that action, caught him lackin'
Bullets passin', now he asking, "What just happened?"
Got a bitch, hella thick, hella fit, hella tits, got me on brick
Plenty hoes, know they role, close the door, eat 'em up like a dinner roll
I got racks and got plenty more
Getting money like a finger roll in the basket like I'm Rubio
Undefeated 22-0
Taking spots like gimme those
I like bitches with some pretty toes
Not the ghetto little city hoes
But it seem like they can't leave me 'lone

I just want a drop top
Donuts in the lot, lot
Speeding past the cops, cops
Speeding to that guap, guap
Cleanest on the block, block
Don't care what my ops got
All their records flop, flop
Mine is to the top, top

F-U-C-K you, that's the motto
Lightskin, thick, pretty bitch like Mulatto
Ride around, 5% tint in the Tahoe
Might just crash, keep on driving on the potholes
Never ever, ever fuck that bitch, she a thot hoe
Lil' hoe, lil' freak, yeah, she sippin' out the bottle
She said, "Chris stop playin', cut that shit down, bro"
I'm just playing but, she knows how I get though



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Writer(s): Christopher Butler
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