Front Chair
Give The Barber Some
A-Town upside down
Scissors to the side
V-Town we will ride
3G Da Bookbag Barber temp fade shawty
Cut wit me and get some money
Cut wit me and spend some money
This the warm up watch the come up
Swear I been down just to come up never let up
Sick wit it just got a check up
What you drinking partner this boy this breakfast
How it go mane how ya living homie
You a player ain't cha
Making your own money
That ain't this and this ain't that
This ain't tag and you ain't it it it
Barbers in the building stylists in the building
Got shit popping got these suckas in they feelings
Yeah shop wit me and spend money
The hair games a army better yet a navy
These cornballs hating won't make or break me
Keep my lawn done I see 'em snaking
Boy gone wit all that putting on and faking
I got 'em by a landslide
Ice cold mudslide leave the women bug-eyed
They get it out the mud baby I got it out the shop
I ain't talking spinning round when mentioning chopping the block
I been down they temporary taking a squat
I can turn a dub to a yard a yard to a three piece
I look good in sneakers a t-shirt or a three piece
Old money green bean new money blue cheese
Bent throwing shirts out the window is how I blew cheese
Dope man phone number everybody know me
I'm certified there's not a commission round gon' hold me
If I hit one time I'ma pipe her
If I hit two times I might like her
If I cut three times I don't wife her
I don't play I don't play nann time of the day
What cha say what cha say
What cha say what cha say
Tell your girl to swing my way the G way
Money on the floor hear the music from the door
Might as well turn this lounge to a night club
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
This the warm up I got my clippers running
Shop wit me and spend some money
I got those wholesale prices 10 for a 100
Wit legs they start running
Jumping out the roof don't blame the barber because your girl loose
Gave her an undercut and I ain't cut
Sucka duck you owe me a thank you
It ain't nothing to fade niggas
I'm hungry not desperate
Hair not Tetris
Sauce you want extra
Whip it that's extra
See you next week I bet cha
I'm right c'here front chair fuck yeah
Been down just to come up
Sick make 'em throw up
Alcohol on empty stomachs
They can't stomach a win
No pills just good in the wind
Scizza Boiz ya bitch you know what is
Uh fuck wit me and spend some money
Fuck wit me and spend some money
This the warm up watch the come up
Swear I been down just to come up never let up
Sick wit it just got a check up
What you drinking partner this boy this breakfast
How it go mane how ya living homie
You a player ain't cha
Making your own money
That ain't this and this ain't that
This ain't tag and you ain't it it it
Barbers in the building stylists in the building
Got shit popping got these suckas in they feelings
Yeah shop wit me and spend money
I'm back and I ain't went nowhere
10 to it cooler than summer wear
Boy I did plenty summers here
This is Winnersville Title Town's over there
Classic no diss tender dick
I'm from the city of the Winnersville Classic
Where they bust it down and slap it
(I'm slapping)
If I hit one time I'ma pipe her
If I hit two times I might like her
If I cut three times I don't wife her
I don't play I don't play nann time of the day
What cha say what cha say
What cha say what cha say
Tell your girl to swing my way the G way
Money on the floor hear the music from the door
Might as well turn this lounge to a night club
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
A-Town upside down
Scissors to the side
V-Town we will ride
3G Da Bookbag Barber temp fade shawty
Cut wit me and get some money
Cut wit me and spend some money
This the warm up watch the come up
Swear I been down just to come up never let up
Sick wit it just got a check up
What you drinking partner this boy this breakfast
How it go mane how ya living homie
You a player ain't cha
Making your own money
That ain't this and this ain't that
This ain't tag and you ain't it it it
Barbers in the building stylists in the building
Got shit popping got these suckas in they feelings
Yeah shop wit me and spend money
The hair games a army better yet a navy
These cornballs hating won't make or break me
Keep my lawn done I see 'em snaking
Boy gone wit all that putting on and faking
I got 'em by a landslide
Ice cold mudslide leave the women bug-eyed
They get it out the mud baby I got it out the shop
I ain't talking spinning round when mentioning chopping the block
I been down they temporary taking a squat
I can turn a dub to a yard a yard to a three piece
I look good in sneakers a t-shirt or a three piece
Old money green bean new money blue cheese
Bent throwing shirts out the window is how I blew cheese
Dope man phone number everybody know me
I'm certified there's not a commission round gon' hold me
If I hit one time I'ma pipe her
If I hit two times I might like her
If I cut three times I don't wife her
I don't play I don't play nann time of the day
What cha say what cha say
What cha say what cha say
Tell your girl to swing my way the G way
Money on the floor hear the music from the door
Might as well turn this lounge to a night club
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
This the warm up I got my clippers running
Shop wit me and spend some money
I got those wholesale prices 10 for a 100
Wit legs they start running
Jumping out the roof don't blame the barber because your girl loose
Gave her an undercut and I ain't cut
Sucka duck you owe me a thank you
It ain't nothing to fade niggas
I'm hungry not desperate
Hair not Tetris
Sauce you want extra
Whip it that's extra
See you next week I bet cha
I'm right c'here front chair fuck yeah
Been down just to come up
Sick make 'em throw up
Alcohol on empty stomachs
They can't stomach a win
No pills just good in the wind
Scizza Boiz ya bitch you know what is
Uh fuck wit me and spend some money
Fuck wit me and spend some money
This the warm up watch the come up
Swear I been down just to come up never let up
Sick wit it just got a check up
What you drinking partner this boy this breakfast
How it go mane how ya living homie
You a player ain't cha
Making your own money
That ain't this and this ain't that
This ain't tag and you ain't it it it
Barbers in the building stylists in the building
Got shit popping got these suckas in they feelings
Yeah shop wit me and spend money
I'm back and I ain't went nowhere
10 to it cooler than summer wear
Boy I did plenty summers here
This is Winnersville Title Town's over there
Classic no diss tender dick
I'm from the city of the Winnersville Classic
Where they bust it down and slap it
(I'm slapping)
If I hit one time I'ma pipe her
If I hit two times I might like her
If I cut three times I don't wife her
I don't play I don't play nann time of the day
What cha say what cha say
What cha say what cha say
Tell your girl to swing my way the G way
Money on the floor hear the music from the door
Might as well turn this lounge to a night club
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
Yeah shop wit me and spend some money
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Writer(s): Trenton James
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