Off the Rust!!
I like me some vodka
Make her dance to this choppa
She shaking her tatas
She got me laughing like haha
Got that bitch calling me papa
Ain't nobody that could stop us
Ain't nobody that could
Yeah
Woah
Just some shit off my chest you know
Yeah
Woah
Yeah
I'm off the rust so I'm about to go stupid
Come let me show you that this how I do it
If shawty come over we getting into it
But if she don't show then it's time to go ruthless
I just want all of my brothers to ball
Because we getting closer to having it all
I'm telling you that we ain't never gone stop
We doing this shit until we drop
Got one stack for the shoes, two bands for the pants, 3000 for the shirt, four bucks for your bitch
That's what she worth so it is what it is
Don't fuck with gold but I'm chasing the bricks
Five days putting work, six years in the dirt, seven times on alert, eight racks for the lick
You cannot tell me shit, you can't tell me that or this
That little boy got the drop on me, trying to plot on me, why the fuck should I give him a chance
And if I had a Glock on me I would shoot at his feet and I'd make that motherfucker dance
Twenty-four hours but I'll never land
You cannot stop me when I'm counting bands
Ain't no one taking the shit that I have
Ain't no one know what I got in the lab
I like me some vodka
Make her dance to this choppa
She shaking her tatas
She got me laughing like haha
Got that bitch calling me papa
Ain't nobody that could stop us
Ain't nobody that could
I'm feeling ready I'm going to war
I take your bitch and I show her the door
My girl she a baddie your bitch is a whore
Yeah that's that shit that I cannot ignore
Run up his pockets got him on the floor
Got him to listen I'm giving him chores
I make that boy traumatized to the core
She offered me head so I told her of course
I'm feeling ready I'm going to war
I take your bitch and I show her the door
My girl she a baddie your bitch is a whore
Yeah that's that shit that I cannot ignore
Run up his pockets got him on the floor
Got him to listen I'm giving him chores
I make that boy traumatized to the core
She offered me head so I told her of course
Make her dance to this choppa
She shaking her tatas
She got me laughing like haha
Got that bitch calling me papa
Ain't nobody that could stop us
Ain't nobody that could
Yeah
Woah
Just some shit off my chest you know
Yeah
Woah
Yeah
I'm off the rust so I'm about to go stupid
Come let me show you that this how I do it
If shawty come over we getting into it
But if she don't show then it's time to go ruthless
I just want all of my brothers to ball
Because we getting closer to having it all
I'm telling you that we ain't never gone stop
We doing this shit until we drop
Got one stack for the shoes, two bands for the pants, 3000 for the shirt, four bucks for your bitch
That's what she worth so it is what it is
Don't fuck with gold but I'm chasing the bricks
Five days putting work, six years in the dirt, seven times on alert, eight racks for the lick
You cannot tell me shit, you can't tell me that or this
That little boy got the drop on me, trying to plot on me, why the fuck should I give him a chance
And if I had a Glock on me I would shoot at his feet and I'd make that motherfucker dance
Twenty-four hours but I'll never land
You cannot stop me when I'm counting bands
Ain't no one taking the shit that I have
Ain't no one know what I got in the lab
I like me some vodka
Make her dance to this choppa
She shaking her tatas
She got me laughing like haha
Got that bitch calling me papa
Ain't nobody that could stop us
Ain't nobody that could
I'm feeling ready I'm going to war
I take your bitch and I show her the door
My girl she a baddie your bitch is a whore
Yeah that's that shit that I cannot ignore
Run up his pockets got him on the floor
Got him to listen I'm giving him chores
I make that boy traumatized to the core
She offered me head so I told her of course
I'm feeling ready I'm going to war
I take your bitch and I show her the door
My girl she a baddie your bitch is a whore
Yeah that's that shit that I cannot ignore
Run up his pockets got him on the floor
Got him to listen I'm giving him chores
I make that boy traumatized to the core
She offered me head so I told her of course
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Writer(s): Karim Abou Ayash
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