RAW - Bonus
(WOOOO)
Pop another bottle 'for I sit down
Hit town talking to the models told em get down low
Trippin on my chain got that bling blow
Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Trippin round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we getting home
Hit it raw period never came around
Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole
How the fuck am I getting home
Where my 1800
You ain't even got a bitch to hire
That can't be money
In the strip club throwing dubs
This can't be hundreds
Cause I just got some dog water fucking up my stomach
Got some dawg water that's fucking up my liver
$27000 at stripper
I ain't even tip her
Hold on bitch I can whip it out
You fucking up my zipper
You can get an extra $12
Let me see them nipples
Bitch I feel like 05 Wack
Me and Joe bringing old school
05' back
Need some more zingys smoked the whole fye pack
Nigga who the fuck you smoke
Where you slide at
Pop another bottle 'for I sit down
Hit town talking to the models told em get down low
Tripping on my chain got that bling blow
Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Tripping round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home
Hit it raw period never came around
Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole
How the fuck you expect me to be your mans
Girl, I seen all your DMs
I been fucking on your friends you for the streets
This the type of shit to make her dance
What you do for an advance
Shake ya booty out ya pants, best believe
I don't need what these niggas gone see
I don't care if these bitches really understand me
I don't wanna meet your momma bitch, fuck your family
All I care about is cheese like I'm dirty dancing
You a ten but I'm toxic
(Ooooo)
Cop the Benz when we riding
(Ahhhh)
Know I'm always speeding when sliding
To your crib late night tryna get up inside it
(Pow, pow, pow)
Why we always beefing on a Friday
(HUH)
Now you and your friends all coming my way
(WHAAT)
I been hot before I went cold
Bitch talk shit on the gang
Yeah, I told you so
Pop another bottle 'for I sit down
Hit town talking to the models told em get down low
Trippin on my chain got that bling blow
Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Tripping round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home
Hit it raw period never came around
Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole
Pop another bottle 'for I sit down
Hit town talking to the models told em get down low
Trippin on my chain got that bling blow
Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Trippin round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we getting home
Hit it raw period never came around
Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole
How the fuck am I getting home
Where my 1800
You ain't even got a bitch to hire
That can't be money
In the strip club throwing dubs
This can't be hundreds
Cause I just got some dog water fucking up my stomach
Got some dawg water that's fucking up my liver
$27000 at stripper
I ain't even tip her
Hold on bitch I can whip it out
You fucking up my zipper
You can get an extra $12
Let me see them nipples
Bitch I feel like 05 Wack
Me and Joe bringing old school
05' back
Need some more zingys smoked the whole fye pack
Nigga who the fuck you smoke
Where you slide at
Pop another bottle 'for I sit down
Hit town talking to the models told em get down low
Tripping on my chain got that bling blow
Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Tripping round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home
Hit it raw period never came around
Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole
How the fuck you expect me to be your mans
Girl, I seen all your DMs
I been fucking on your friends you for the streets
This the type of shit to make her dance
What you do for an advance
Shake ya booty out ya pants, best believe
I don't need what these niggas gone see
I don't care if these bitches really understand me
I don't wanna meet your momma bitch, fuck your family
All I care about is cheese like I'm dirty dancing
You a ten but I'm toxic
(Ooooo)
Cop the Benz when we riding
(Ahhhh)
Know I'm always speeding when sliding
To your crib late night tryna get up inside it
(Pow, pow, pow)
Why we always beefing on a Friday
(HUH)
Now you and your friends all coming my way
(WHAAT)
I been hot before I went cold
Bitch talk shit on the gang
Yeah, I told you so
Pop another bottle 'for I sit down
Hit town talking to the models told em get down low
Trippin on my chain got that bling blow
Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo
Walking out the club had too many rounds
Tripping round
Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home
Hit it raw period never came around
Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole
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Writer(s): Jake Sebek
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