No Way Jose
Three hoes on top
What's the ratio?
Might overdose on fellatio
Turnt three into four
When your lady's close
Bitch its B,G,3
That's the way she goes
Shorty thinks that I'm sexy, I'm lovable.
Never fumble a bag that's impossible.
Shorty broke my dick playing Whack a Mole.
I'mma gladiate the coochie like I'm Russell Crowe
Going dumb dumb, yeah this shit gon' pop
Turn it up some
I'mma scam yo bitch and your loved ones
If she ain't have kids, I don't want none
No way Jose!
Um
I'm sorry bro, your girl texting me her bum bum
My stummy hurt before a flight i pop a tum tum
I need bread you got crumbs I don't want none
No way Jose!
Yeah my girl's favorite movie probably Click (BITCH)
Got the Adam Sandler Waterboy wrist
Shawty got the jaws but she call me Moby Dick
20,000 leagues balls deep in your bitch (20,000!)
Fuck a last name, I'm the people's champ
I make it rain on these dames, make the people damp
Got these hoes like moths, and my dick a lamp
And my hoes work together, Lady and the Tramp
I check my balance it's time to celebrate
Drip like Christmas bitch, I decorate
Exodia that pussy you know I obliterate
Ballin with my twin call it shake and bake
Going dumb dumb, yeah this shit gon' pop
Turn it up some
I'mma scam yo bitch and your loved ones
If she ain't have kids, I don't want none
No way Jose!
Um
I'm sorry boy, your girl texting me her bum bum
My stummy hurt before a flight i pop a tum tum
I need bread you got crumbs I don't want none
No way Jose!
My lady favorite movie Madagascar
And I never take L's
I'm always right no NASCAR
If I flop it's on purpose I'm a genius
Mr. Clean on my song, bitch we the cleanest
She got a big body, big body
For my benz
Gravy's on his horny shit
Bring your friends
If I nut, then I nut
Well there's nothing I can do about it
Baby thats my bag
Yeah I'm hoping you'll be cool about it
I check my balance it's time to celebrate
Drip like Christmas bitch, I decorate
Exodia that pussy you know I obliterate
Ballin with my twin call it shake and bake
Going dumb dumb, yeah this shit gon' pop
Turn it up some
I'mma scam yo bitch and your loved ones
If she ain't have kids, I don't want none
No way Jose!
Um
I'm sorry boy, your girl texting me her bum bum
My stummy hurt before a flight i pop a tum tum
I need bread you got crumbs I don't want none
No way Jose!
What's the ratio?
Might overdose on fellatio
Turnt three into four
When your lady's close
Bitch its B,G,3
That's the way she goes
Shorty thinks that I'm sexy, I'm lovable.
Never fumble a bag that's impossible.
Shorty broke my dick playing Whack a Mole.
I'mma gladiate the coochie like I'm Russell Crowe
Going dumb dumb, yeah this shit gon' pop
Turn it up some
I'mma scam yo bitch and your loved ones
If she ain't have kids, I don't want none
No way Jose!
Um
I'm sorry bro, your girl texting me her bum bum
My stummy hurt before a flight i pop a tum tum
I need bread you got crumbs I don't want none
No way Jose!
Yeah my girl's favorite movie probably Click (BITCH)
Got the Adam Sandler Waterboy wrist
Shawty got the jaws but she call me Moby Dick
20,000 leagues balls deep in your bitch (20,000!)
Fuck a last name, I'm the people's champ
I make it rain on these dames, make the people damp
Got these hoes like moths, and my dick a lamp
And my hoes work together, Lady and the Tramp
I check my balance it's time to celebrate
Drip like Christmas bitch, I decorate
Exodia that pussy you know I obliterate
Ballin with my twin call it shake and bake
Going dumb dumb, yeah this shit gon' pop
Turn it up some
I'mma scam yo bitch and your loved ones
If she ain't have kids, I don't want none
No way Jose!
Um
I'm sorry boy, your girl texting me her bum bum
My stummy hurt before a flight i pop a tum tum
I need bread you got crumbs I don't want none
No way Jose!
My lady favorite movie Madagascar
And I never take L's
I'm always right no NASCAR
If I flop it's on purpose I'm a genius
Mr. Clean on my song, bitch we the cleanest
She got a big body, big body
For my benz
Gravy's on his horny shit
Bring your friends
If I nut, then I nut
Well there's nothing I can do about it
Baby thats my bag
Yeah I'm hoping you'll be cool about it
I check my balance it's time to celebrate
Drip like Christmas bitch, I decorate
Exodia that pussy you know I obliterate
Ballin with my twin call it shake and bake
Going dumb dumb, yeah this shit gon' pop
Turn it up some
I'mma scam yo bitch and your loved ones
If she ain't have kids, I don't want none
No way Jose!
Um
I'm sorry boy, your girl texting me her bum bum
My stummy hurt before a flight i pop a tum tum
I need bread you got crumbs I don't want none
No way Jose!
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Seeley, Matthew Hauri, Alexander Gumuchian, Maiquel Romero, Ari Starace, Aaron Kelley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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