Bobby Brown

I get upset bout them racks because I'm having shit
Just cause you know I got it that don't mean Ima spend this shit

Hit the road I'm thuggin by my lonely Ima spin a bin
Head back to my city link two sisters man I think they twins

She know niggas active so don't play about no serious shit
Heard you in the field so dont get scared
When Niggas Send a blitz
Double up my profit
I was juggin Ps with counterfeit
Ballin like a laker
Swaggo P the way I flick my wrist
And I park the car outside the club they let my niggas in
Book me for a show tell the promoters let the blicky in
Yea yea

Slide Like we playin around
Hear the engine sound
Seen a nigga catch a body
Like cheerleader crowds

I can make nigga moooove
Like we milking cows

Line em up you get buck 50
Like a joker frown

Rich i feel like roddy now
Got white like Bobby brown
I put a Dub (W) before my (H) like its Whitney House

Bitch I got that power like im ghost this like 50 Thousand
Bitch I hit the slab with my folk I get no allowance



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Writer(s): Eli Winchester
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