Documentary (feat. E Da Bossman)

Did so much shit that I could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is sell pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
There's so much shit that could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is sell pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
Walkin' in yo baby mama crib, she just suck me to sleep
And as I wake up, I'm in her fridge for a bite to eat
See the Lincoln outside, now her nigga wanna fight with me
Had a feelin' like the Wayne in Miami tryna fight the heat
Pull up to the party like I'm Mr. with that ass
Am I trick? Hell yeah, you already know I keep the bag goin
She been in love with them red panties, now that ass show
Got her runnin' off the bed, long strokes, tryna keep goin
She ain't tryna have her nigga find out, and I'm already knowin
Two hours outside, replied back, the door already open
Fresh out the shower, skin soft, she hit it with lotion
Hit it from the back, now that ain't no despair of the moment
Did so much shit that I could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is sell pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
There's so much shit that could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is sell -pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
Go and check that ass, bitch, I'ma throw this money
I ain't throwin' once, I'm throwin' all hundreds
If you throw that ass right, you gon' get you some money
We ain't broke, lil' baby, we came to throw it all on you
Went to sleep real, woke up really, we dancin' on that work
Michael Jackson, Thriller, stalk a nigga and walk him down
Like a contra, killer, call Ego for some Tropic Thunder
That Ben Stiller, I'm some like Birdman, I'm the number one stunner

Baby girl in my DMs, beggin' me to fuck her
After I make you squirt, tighten up, I'ma stuff You
I only fuck bad hoes, I cannot love you
Did so much shit that I could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is sell pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
There's so much shit that could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is self-pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
Baseline, Juggin' through the city, Phone Slappin fhard
You need girl, I got plenty, yo bitch in good hands
Like State Farm, dog talkin' all this neck
He is not hard, my dog fiend not enough, like he off Wockhardt
This free base I got, it got surround sound
You still broke, cause you takin' bitches to Pound Town
You the type of nigga wake up thinkin' bout pussy
I'm the type of nigga wake up thinkin' bout some money
You got on Facebook, but you broke, boy you still funny
I wrapped up in that paper, they thought I was a mummy
Call my nigga Big Cheese, he gon' pop you in your tummy
Did So much shit that I could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is sell pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
There's so much shit that could make a documentary
I've been trappin' all my life, all I know is self-pedigree
Bump into yo bitch at the club, now yo ho history
I'm the real boss man, baby girl, come and fuck with me
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Writer(s): Ja’qua Harris
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