No Choice

Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey Woo, ey, woo
Ey, man I had to get the money, I had no choice We just left Miami in a Rolls Royce
I can pimp a bitch if I had no voice wipe him down like his nose moist
This the type of shit that make the club go crazy
Dope boy, dope boy, shower full of babies Coke boy, coke boy, I feel like French Montana
Double cup my styrofoam, pour a 4 in my Fanta

You don't like what you watching, then bitch, change the channel
Fuckin' on the thick, white bitch from Alabama Word to Michael Jackson, I do em dirty, Diana
I feel like Allen Iverson, cause bitch, I got the answer
All these hundreds on me, make her turn into a dancer
Lil' pretty bitch, pop that pussy, put your hands up
Shut up, oh you mad? Go get yo bands up
Pop a pill fuck her good, now she can't stand up
Poppin' champagne on the couch, they can't stand us
These bitches fuck the crew, they sharing us
And don't get mad cause it ain't you, you just ain't lit enough
A bitch could bring me the whole world, she still ain't dead enough

I had to get the money, I had no choice We just left Miami in a Rolls Royce
I can pimp a bitch if I had no voice wipe him down like his nose moist
This the type of shit that make the club go crazy
Dope boy, dope boy, shower full of babies
Coke boy, coke boy, I feel like French Montana
Double cup my styrofoam, pour a four in my Fanta

I want more, I want more
Louis all my Gucci, Ima Christian, my Dior
And she say she might leave, cause I'm always on the road
She told me make a choice, so I told her she could go

Cause I had to get the money, I had no choice
We just left Miami in a Rolls Royce
I can pimp a bitch if I had no voice wipe em down like his nose moist
It's the type of shit that make the club go crazy
Dope boy, dope boy, shower full of babies
Coke boy, coke boy, I feel like French Montana
Double cup my styrofoam, pour a four in my Fanta