Cookin'
Ugh
Maury
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
My dope in the building
My dope in the bushes
That dope in the air
These bitches don't care
Drop that bag off, right at that corner
I know I gotta go get that bag mayne, in the corona
Man these bitches looking sad, acting like they don't wanna
None of these bitches they taking the jab, they go sit in the sauna
I need that work I need that cash, I don't play bout my money
Fronting these bitches they kickin' it back, on the first of the month
I know a bitch that run it back by the end of the week
I break her off she throw it back cause she sweet on me
I keep it airtight, don't nobody know bout me
Gotta catch a damn flight, I be chilling in Miami
I'm watching dogs fights, rolling dice
I don't ever wear my ice
Keep a rugar on thigh
If I up it, you gone die
Big spender, when I'm at the club
Bitches taking pictures, of all of us
Got these twin sisters they show me love
Now they in my kitchen, trying to show me something
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
My dope in the building
My dope in the bushes
That dope in the air
These bitches don't care
These bitches don't care
These bitches they lying
That's why I pimp slap that bitch she got out of line
She text me all that good shit, she know that I'm fine
She know what she did, she know what she doing, she apologized
She losing her mind, that I cut her off
Burberry bag, I'm taking a loss
I'ma motherfuckin' boss
I want it all, uh oh
I'm finna ball, uh oh
Mardi gras, uh oh
You ain't shit, if there ain't no loyalty
Way before the money, gang bangers will vouge for me
Shit is getting lonely, I never sleep
I be counting money, in my sleep
Man I think I'm way in too deep
All this motherfuckin' sin around me
Pull off in a fucking Benz, when I leave
Shawty is a fuckin ten, fucking me
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
My dope in the building
My dope in the bushes
That dope in the air
These bitches don't care
I'm, too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for this Earth
Too sexy you'll cum first
I'm sexy bitch, yeah
My ex I'm gone curve
Too sexy for your words
Too sexy I got girth
I'm sexy bitch
Maury
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
My dope in the building
My dope in the bushes
That dope in the air
These bitches don't care
Drop that bag off, right at that corner
I know I gotta go get that bag mayne, in the corona
Man these bitches looking sad, acting like they don't wanna
None of these bitches they taking the jab, they go sit in the sauna
I need that work I need that cash, I don't play bout my money
Fronting these bitches they kickin' it back, on the first of the month
I know a bitch that run it back by the end of the week
I break her off she throw it back cause she sweet on me
I keep it airtight, don't nobody know bout me
Gotta catch a damn flight, I be chilling in Miami
I'm watching dogs fights, rolling dice
I don't ever wear my ice
Keep a rugar on thigh
If I up it, you gone die
Big spender, when I'm at the club
Bitches taking pictures, of all of us
Got these twin sisters they show me love
Now they in my kitchen, trying to show me something
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
My dope in the building
My dope in the bushes
That dope in the air
These bitches don't care
These bitches don't care
These bitches they lying
That's why I pimp slap that bitch she got out of line
She text me all that good shit, she know that I'm fine
She know what she did, she know what she doing, she apologized
She losing her mind, that I cut her off
Burberry bag, I'm taking a loss
I'ma motherfuckin' boss
I want it all, uh oh
I'm finna ball, uh oh
Mardi gras, uh oh
You ain't shit, if there ain't no loyalty
Way before the money, gang bangers will vouge for me
Shit is getting lonely, I never sleep
I be counting money, in my sleep
Man I think I'm way in too deep
All this motherfuckin' sin around me
Pull off in a fucking Benz, when I leave
Shawty is a fuckin ten, fucking me
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
Bitches cookin' dope in the building
My dope in the building
My dope in the bushes
That dope in the air
These bitches don't care
I'm, too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for this Earth
Too sexy you'll cum first
I'm sexy bitch, yeah
My ex I'm gone curve
Too sexy for your words
Too sexy I got girth
I'm sexy bitch
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Writer(s): Emari Lewis
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