Bling Bling Attitude
Woah
She looking for love I ain't got that shit
She looking for cut yeah I got that shit
Shawty catch a buzz and she pop that shit
She don't want no scrub hanging out the whip
Uh
Well how low can you go
Keep it on the Flo' six below you already know
Get it how I live and I'm so sick I need doctor's note
Baby back bullshit you eat McRib and serve that Diet Coke
She avoid the beef but still got meat up in her diet though
Freaky bitch corn star she must be from Idaho
Freaky bitch corn star she must be from Idaho
She looking for love I ain't got that shit
She looking for cut yeah I got that shit
Shawty catch a buzz and she pop that shit
She don't want no scrub hanging out the whip
Twenty forty sixty eighty hundred forty-five
That ain't everything that's just what I got inside of my pocket
We don't fuck with twelve unless that's Ja or John Stockton
Yeah I got some options just check the synopsis
My synapse is on relapse
They so sleep on me they might need CPAP
Bitch let's have a recap
Dropped so much I lean back rooted I'm booted on tree sap
And shawty just bruised her knee caps no venus it's fly how we trap
Damn it's just how you feel it ain't real if you fuckin' ask me
Do a flip for saint Nic then she sit on my lap like a track meet
Man pull it up where her tracks meet
And then chore it out like a jab 'err
She looking for love I ain't got that shit
She looking for cut yeah I got that shit
Shawty catch a buzz and she pop that shit
She don't want no scrub hanging out the whip
She looking for love I ain't got that shit
She looking for cut yeah I got that shit
Shawty catch a buzz and she pop that shit
She don't want no scrub hanging out the whip
Uh
Well how low can you go
Keep it on the Flo' six below you already know
Get it how I live and I'm so sick I need doctor's note
Baby back bullshit you eat McRib and serve that Diet Coke
She avoid the beef but still got meat up in her diet though
Freaky bitch corn star she must be from Idaho
Freaky bitch corn star she must be from Idaho
She looking for love I ain't got that shit
She looking for cut yeah I got that shit
Shawty catch a buzz and she pop that shit
She don't want no scrub hanging out the whip
Twenty forty sixty eighty hundred forty-five
That ain't everything that's just what I got inside of my pocket
We don't fuck with twelve unless that's Ja or John Stockton
Yeah I got some options just check the synopsis
My synapse is on relapse
They so sleep on me they might need CPAP
Bitch let's have a recap
Dropped so much I lean back rooted I'm booted on tree sap
And shawty just bruised her knee caps no venus it's fly how we trap
Damn it's just how you feel it ain't real if you fuckin' ask me
Do a flip for saint Nic then she sit on my lap like a track meet
Man pull it up where her tracks meet
And then chore it out like a jab 'err
She looking for love I ain't got that shit
She looking for cut yeah I got that shit
Shawty catch a buzz and she pop that shit
She don't want no scrub hanging out the whip
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Writer(s): Nicholas 'trees' Astin
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