Paul Mooney
Yea uh uh
Funny guy Paul Mooney
Got your girl now mine moody
Hoe you know I stay groovy
Steady driving while I'm shooting
Pills white Lindsey Lohan
Go get your friends cause we need some more hands
Jump out the van cause now we is roaming
Yea
Rats cheesin Stuart Little
Your brother brittle peanut brittle
Sneak dissin I'ma kill ya
Ortega with the chilis
Top down now I'm chilly
Bitch I'm the goat like I'm a Billy
Grabbing your hoe and fucking her silly
Yea
Fuck it bitch I stay wavey
Ducking them opps staying all shady
Sad to say the streets they made me
Yea uh
Verse creamy like some gravy
Hearse leave with opps baby
Shoutout your mom she my lady
Hoe you know I stay scheming
Killing your mans and he stay screaming
When it comes to guns I'm a whole demon
Salop je suis real dan cet
Bitch you didn't even know what the fuck I said
Bet your ass gonna Google the fuck I said
Hoes white and they dancing
Coke white Ted Danson
Vanna White in my mansion
All the bitches I can't manage
With the Rueger I do damage
I do shit and I don't plan it
And I ain't gonna stop
Till I take over the planet
Trigger finger itching
Cause I heard that you were snitching
When I run up in your house
Gonna leave your ass in stitches
And your ass is bitter cause I stole all your bitches
Yea and you ain't wearing all them racks
Cause I stole all your riches
Money is the motive
Everytime I roll up
24 inch chrome
Creeping around the corner
Shooting at the cops I feel like Chris Dorner
Ain't stop till they tote tagged at the corner
Watching what I do your ass is a voyer
Stupid ass bitch you look like my neighbor
She sucking on my dick like it's a Lifesaver
I'm looking at the coochie and wonder what's the flavor
Bitch this ain't a handout what I did was a favor
Give her back to the streets and I never see her later
Her ex was a fan but now he is a hater
Smoking on some dog shit
Bitch I'm stupid faded
Uh
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
Funny guy Paul Mooney
Got your girl now mine moody
Hoe you know I stay groovy
Steady driving while I'm shooting
Pills white Lindsey Lohan
Go get your friends cause we need some more hands
Jump out the van cause now we is roaming
Yea
Rats cheesin Stuart Little
Your brother brittle peanut brittle
Sneak dissin I'ma kill ya
Ortega with the chilis
Top down now I'm chilly
Bitch I'm the goat like I'm a Billy
Grabbing your hoe and fucking her silly
Yea
Fuck it bitch I stay wavey
Ducking them opps staying all shady
Sad to say the streets they made me
Yea uh
Verse creamy like some gravy
Hearse leave with opps baby
Shoutout your mom she my lady
Hoe you know I stay scheming
Killing your mans and he stay screaming
When it comes to guns I'm a whole demon
Salop je suis real dan cet
Bitch you didn't even know what the fuck I said
Bet your ass gonna Google the fuck I said
Hoes white and they dancing
Coke white Ted Danson
Vanna White in my mansion
All the bitches I can't manage
With the Rueger I do damage
I do shit and I don't plan it
And I ain't gonna stop
Till I take over the planet
Trigger finger itching
Cause I heard that you were snitching
When I run up in your house
Gonna leave your ass in stitches
And your ass is bitter cause I stole all your bitches
Yea and you ain't wearing all them racks
Cause I stole all your riches
Money is the motive
Everytime I roll up
24 inch chrome
Creeping around the corner
Shooting at the cops I feel like Chris Dorner
Ain't stop till they tote tagged at the corner
Watching what I do your ass is a voyer
Stupid ass bitch you look like my neighbor
She sucking on my dick like it's a Lifesaver
I'm looking at the coochie and wonder what's the flavor
Bitch this ain't a handout what I did was a favor
Give her back to the streets and I never see her later
Her ex was a fan but now he is a hater
Smoking on some dog shit
Bitch I'm stupid faded
Uh
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
When I come through let's roll
And I ain't got no time to waste and that's on God bitch
Cause it's the money first then these hoes
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Writer(s): Jonathan Pierce
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