Wit The Troops

Shawty give good brain think this bitch might be a genius
Ion think I can explain just how much I love my nina
Lightskin bitch lil hoe from Maine bad lil bitch lil hoe a diva
Money drive me insane turnin doubters to. Believers

Love for this money ain't no love for thot
Love the guys love the clique won't catch me simpin' for a no bop
Pop out wit the troops now let's make dis party rock
Aye it was what it was if a pussy getting shot

Ran me up this money bitches listwn when I speak
How does 2 plus 2 be i fuck like 6 hoes a week
Keep this 30 like a Jersey one deague steague or pistols Pete
She say sage you so unique no assassins wit the creed

Dickin' on that bitch I got my dick up in her rib cage
Surrounded by the pussy just cause all these niggas bitch made
Oh no no no No savage he so sweet we call em minuets made
Practiced what I preached got off my ass and now I'm getting paid

Hope out wit my dudes swear to god I love my guys
I knew shawty was a hoe lil bitch can't look me in my eyes
I don't popped up out the cut why he looking so surprised
I don't told em if we catch em that's gone be the day he dies



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Writer(s): Anthony Ards
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