Slumber Death Party
I just blew a bitch, psssst
I just blew a kiss at a bitch
I just blew a kiss at her...
I just blew a kiss at a bitch
Young!
I just blew a kiss at a bitch, I was tryna fuck
She was sitting with her nigga, I didn't give a fuck
If she see this money coming in, she gon give it up
If I put the tip in, he gon give her up
Bro came wit 6 hoes, we gon split em up
After tonight, no 2Pac, ain't no hit em up
If you down wit the gang, you can't quit on us
Nigga talking shit out his car and we lit it up
Can't drink that cheap shit, I'ma spit it up
I was in the bed, money called, now I'm gettin' up
Old money in the ground, I gotta dig it up
Baby money getting big, I gotta sit it up
Woke up, money in hand, I can't put it down
Phone slap like Young Joc, cuz it's going down
Treat a nigga like grass, we gon mow em down
Treat his bitch like a hoe, Mary Go Around!
Ain't no strippers in this bitch, but we got poles around
I used to walk around plain Jane; wrist frozen now
We could fuck around right now, but I gotta leave at 3
Beat the pussy from the back, she bangin' GMCs
Came up off dog food, this ain't DPG
Shit, my trap gotta line, like the DMV
This a straight move jack move, this ain't a B&E
A duffle bag boy with 2 Chainz like DTP
Nigga must be blind, he ain't seeing me
Drop some money on his head, and call it R&D
Making love to the money, bumping RnB
Pull up, make a movie and it's starring me
This shit will leave speechless, you barely speak
Somebody check this nigga pulse, he can barely breathe
Trick a bitch, I got some shit up my other sleeve
$100 dinner plate, extra shrimp please
She came wit some extra friends, I'm finna pimp these
Up for the fee for the verse, I need 10 Gz
I don't need 100 niggas, I got like 10 Gs
Bro, look like a valet, he got like 10 keys
It ain't 17-5 or Ten A Key
She suckin dick so long, she got like 10 knees
I could get that boy dropped for like 10 Ps
I could get it done in HD, 1080 P
This a slumber death party, everybody get Z's
You a pussy in my eyes, everybody can see
This a slumber death party, everybody get z's
...white sheets and RIPs
I just blew a kiss at a bitch
I just blew a kiss at her...
I just blew a kiss at a bitch
Young!
I just blew a kiss at a bitch, I was tryna fuck
She was sitting with her nigga, I didn't give a fuck
If she see this money coming in, she gon give it up
If I put the tip in, he gon give her up
Bro came wit 6 hoes, we gon split em up
After tonight, no 2Pac, ain't no hit em up
If you down wit the gang, you can't quit on us
Nigga talking shit out his car and we lit it up
Can't drink that cheap shit, I'ma spit it up
I was in the bed, money called, now I'm gettin' up
Old money in the ground, I gotta dig it up
Baby money getting big, I gotta sit it up
Woke up, money in hand, I can't put it down
Phone slap like Young Joc, cuz it's going down
Treat a nigga like grass, we gon mow em down
Treat his bitch like a hoe, Mary Go Around!
Ain't no strippers in this bitch, but we got poles around
I used to walk around plain Jane; wrist frozen now
We could fuck around right now, but I gotta leave at 3
Beat the pussy from the back, she bangin' GMCs
Came up off dog food, this ain't DPG
Shit, my trap gotta line, like the DMV
This a straight move jack move, this ain't a B&E
A duffle bag boy with 2 Chainz like DTP
Nigga must be blind, he ain't seeing me
Drop some money on his head, and call it R&D
Making love to the money, bumping RnB
Pull up, make a movie and it's starring me
This shit will leave speechless, you barely speak
Somebody check this nigga pulse, he can barely breathe
Trick a bitch, I got some shit up my other sleeve
$100 dinner plate, extra shrimp please
She came wit some extra friends, I'm finna pimp these
Up for the fee for the verse, I need 10 Gz
I don't need 100 niggas, I got like 10 Gs
Bro, look like a valet, he got like 10 keys
It ain't 17-5 or Ten A Key
She suckin dick so long, she got like 10 knees
I could get that boy dropped for like 10 Ps
I could get it done in HD, 1080 P
This a slumber death party, everybody get Z's
You a pussy in my eyes, everybody can see
This a slumber death party, everybody get z's
...white sheets and RIPs
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Dennis
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