Right Chea

This shit get grimy lil baby that's how I like it
I watch two women fist each other look like them hoes fighting
I tell them both to come off the top it's no more writing
See I need some wide receivers I ain't got no room for tight ends
So loosen up I will send you right back down to Lucifer
I'm the god if you don't like me imagine what he'll do wit ya
I'm not concerned with who bigger I let em choose I don't pick em
And even if I pass a bitch you wouldn't know what to do with her
Some niggas say it but not all hoes the same
I got a few that's into shrooming and a few on cocaine
A lil bitch from Beijing that make the bombest lo mein
But I will knock her noodle off she get to playing those games

I know what you want take a look got it right chea
I know what you want take a look got it right chea
I know what you want take a look got it right chea
I know what you want take a look got it right

I do not give a fuck them shits got a price
I take no IOUs you could pay me now wit your life
I put that ass to work until I'm squared away and alright
These fuckers can't see me even when I'm lined in they sights
It ain't no room for astonishment baby you've been admonished
I got methods man I'll bring the pain and my pain is chronic
I might conjure up a plague and give you something bubonic
I showed these hoes the way and now they in my mix like a tonic
Now if I told you more than once then it's extremely important
Go on ignore it won't be long fore you end up paying for it
They don't get the picture I could make a whole painting for em
Them suckas thought that they was fly
I ripped they wings and I floored em

I know what you want take a look got it right chea
I know what you want take a look got it right chea
I know what you want take a look got it right chea
I know what you want take a look got it right chea



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Writer(s): Garry Don Jr Richardson
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