Pookie's Theme

Call me the boss of this shit
I- got the sauce
Come get lost in this shit
Diamonds chilled, Emma Frost in this bitch
Got a Mil'
What it cost for the whip?
Dipped in fashion, I don't need the tips
Bitch be chill cuz I don't need a fit
If- papa' film?
Then I'm gon' flip the script
Killed the set but I fuck with the Dips
Lions, Tigers, Bears
On walls of the crib
Macintosh and rocks
All on my wrist
Your girl choosing
Don't get mad, she a flip
Pockets stuffed
They on blue like I'm Crip
Heard you still flippin' pizza, lil' bitch!
Heard you still selling weed, lil' bitch!
Me? I'm chilling
I played with ya rent
How you poppin' boy?
Make it make sense
Your girl wanna link late night just to vent
Pillow talking got your armor on chipped
Did my stuff man, I did what I did
Got a problem?
You can see where I live
Gated Up! (Aww)
You can't get in! (Aww)
Pearly Gates hoe
Why you hate bro?
I'm the great
No ifs', ands' or depends
Two seats when I'm up in the Benz
No hope when I scope with the lens
Self-made, yeah I'm done with the trends
I got rich and I don't need no friends
But I do need you hoe
Tell your hoe to get in

Wait! (Wait)
Wait! (Wait)
Wait!
It's Pookie, the great (The great!)
Exquisite from style to his taste (Lil' bitch)
God talking, please bow in his grace (Lil' bitch)
Pitchin' raw from the mound to the plate (Lil' bitch)
I'm the coach, I'm making them play (Lil' bitch)
Big Boss so just do what I say (Lil' bitch)
Make a move?
If they do, make 'em pay (Lil' bitch)

Nigga hate me cuz I'm out with his bitch (Why?)
Eat the pussy, put my mouth on her lips (Oh)
On the couch, we playing 'house' at the Ritz
Afterwards, she going back to her kids
Shit is fine (What?)
They ain't mine
Bitch I'm out!
I'm on my grind
Yeah, I don't give a fuck now
Like my soul real black like my Stumptown (Cold!)
Shawty want a ring, she in love now (No)
But instead, got my Cartier bussed down
Golden Oak Buffs, wow!
I'm like Brady every time he hit a touchdown
Same shit, different day for you niggas
I don't hate, no disdain for you niggas
Sill Alive?
Man, I pray for you niggas
Y'all asked God to make ways for you niggas
He sent me to make waves for you niggas
I'm the politician
Talkin' business
Neck chillin' bitch I'm water whippin'
Pimp game, so I'm talkin' different
5411s' for all my bitches
Bitch

Wait! (Wait)
Wait! (Wait)
Wait!
It's Pookie, the great (The great!)
Exquisite from style to his taste (Lil' bitch)
God talking, please bow in his grace (Lil' bitch)
Pitchin' raw from the mound to the plate (Lil' bitch)
I'm the coach, I'm making them play (Lil' bitch)
Big Boss so just do what I say (Lil' bitch)
Make a move?
If they do, make 'em pay (Lil' bitch)



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Jordan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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