[Intro: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy] Jeeezy, what you on? Yeah, I'm at the Ritz 911, I need your help, I'm all alone with six (Yeah, I'm come) Yeah, all these bitches ready, ain't gotta tell 'em shit (Yeah) Alright get them bitches phones, we ain't taking pics (Yeah, I did) This the one I want to grab, would you look at this? (Is she here?) Went out with my bitch and all her fam, we finna eat real quick (What the fuck) LowTheGreat Why the fuck you just saying something? Can't believe this shit (Told I did) But if you really got six hoes, I'm finna leave this bitch (Yeah, I do) Smoov, what's good, baby?
[Verse 1: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy] Swear to God on my life, I do (On God) Hurry up, they singing, "Everywhere you want me to" (Yeah, I'm come) Yeah, that thick bitch here, the one that wanted you Taking shots, throwing ass, I got 'em settled in and comfortable I walked in, she like, "There go Jeeezy", they like, "Bitch, where?" (Bitch, where?) Bitches on me, said she like my ladders, these the big pair (Yeah) Know my hoes the coldest, damn I coulda been from Big Bear (Big Bear) Now this nigga watching all my stories, think his bitch here (Big Lame)
[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy] Finna figure out the ones that's fucking, send the rest home I just told 'em what you said nigga, nothing less (Told em what you said) I think we need more bitches, this ain't fun yet (This ain't fun) Bitches greet me pulling down my pants, ain't got a hug yet Let's act like we gotta leave to make these bitches go (Alright) Let's grab the stripper hoes from Cheetahs, they get off at four (Yeah, let's go) Alright, nigga, say no more (Say no more) But how my bitch know we out? What the fuck you pull? (I know spite)
[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy] Turn the Sprite to a caramel frappe, what the fuck you pour? (I don't know) Jeeezy, where my drank at? I'm looking for it, yeah, I know, you know (I don't know) I don't touch niggas drank, nigga, I don't know You the last nigga I seen with it, nigga, where it go? (Where it go?) Nigga, look up in the freezer Oh, I see it, here it go I could round up all the bitches, you could call me Merry-Go (Merry-Go) Knew exactly who her nigga was, I ain't tell her doe (I ain't tell her doe)
[Verse 4: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy] Their saying he used to hang with us, I don't remember doe (I don't remember doe) Two thousand dollar hoodie, you don't hear me doe (Ya hear) Yeah, I see you, I'm in Maxfield with Saint Michaels on (Ya see) Prada bucket, yeah that's what type of time I'm on Let's go out of town to crack some bitches, we ain't never seen Niggas always talking about the hoes that they never bring (Never bring) I'm on Sixty Seventh, getting wings at C&W (C&W) Told Jeeezy, "Keep stepping", never let these niggas humble you Told DJ, we them niggas let these bitches out number you
[Outro: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy] Jeeezy, what you on? Yeah, I'm at the Ritz 911, I need your help, I'm all alone with six (Yeah, I'm come) Yeah, all these bitches ready, ain't gotta tell 'em shit (Yeah, alright) Alright get them bitches phones, we ain't taking pics (Yeah, I did) This the one I want to grab, would you look at this? (Is she here?) Went out with my bitch and all her fam, we finna eat real quick (What the fuck) Why the fuck you just saying something? Can't believe this shit (Told I did) But if you really got six hoes, I'm finna leave this bitch (Yeah, I do)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
