[Intro] Aye, man, y’all bitches know what the fuck going on You know what the fuck going on! Cuban Link Two bitch! Yeah, bitch, gang in this bitch, nigga, aye, bitches ain’t on shit ...choppas, they’ll drop you for this shit Yeah, I’m plotting, locking shit, they’re unnamed, ain’t stopping ‘till I’m rich Bitch, what?
[Hook] Woo, that’s a code for the killers I ain’t even gotta pay ‘em, for the love they gon’ kill you Bitches thinking they a problem? Then I’m a riddle And that whole little whip, send it to the hospital
[Verse 1] Bitch you not with us, you a opp nigga Don’t get dropped with ‘em, shop with us Get your WiFi, bitch we got signal Thot bitches, hot bitches, sentimental Don’t get smacked cause your dusty ass steady in your feelings Bitch don’t lay a finger on these five hundred dollar inches Or we gon’ put five thousand on her mental Send them shots, she with her sis can’t get dropped with her I ain’t never gave a fuck about no opp bitches Why? That bitch mad and her sis mad Cause they nigga broke, make them hoes look bad We the ones, we the ones, they gon’ look at When we shake some, bitch it ain’t no looking back
[Hook] Woo, that’s a code for the killers I ain’t even gotta pay ‘em, for the love they gon’ kill you Bitches thinking they a problem? Then I’m a riddle And that whole little whip, send it to the hospital Woo, that’s a code for the killers I ain’t even gotta pay ‘em, for the love they gon’ kill you Bitches thinking they a problem? Then I’m a riddle And that whole little whip, send it to the hospital
[Verse 2] Balling on these bums, Michael Vick, talking slick Get your head split, got banana clips Bitch quit jumping dick! You hoes weak as shit, if I jump she gon’ flinch In that room, she gon’ snitch, I’m as real as it gets You scared to take a risk, you let another niggas cater to you, boy you’s a bitch Bought my bitches choppas, they’ll drop you for this shit Yeah, I’m plotting, locking shit, they’re unnamed, ain’t stopping ‘till I’m rich, aye Big boss Cuban, you ain’t bossing me First of all, you ain’t got no money to be talking to me Can’t get caught with me, I’m leaving hoes, you looking lost to me Look like you lost to me, and bitches still get that oftenly Woo, all that dick sucking, did that all for me? Bitches mad I’m balling, they can’t ball like me All that dick sucking, did it all for me? Save that for your nigga, bitch get on your knees
[Hook] Woo, that’s a code for the killers I ain’t even gotta pay ‘em, for the love they gon’ kill you Bitches thinking they a problem? Then I’m a riddle And that whole little whip, send it to the hospital Woo, that’s a code for the killers I ain’t even gotta pay ‘em, for the love they gon’ kill you Bitches thinking they a problem? Then I’m a riddle And that whole little whip, send it to the hospital Woo, that’s a code for the killers I ain’t even gotta pay ‘em, for the love they gon’ kill you Bitches thinking they a problem? Then I’m a riddle And that whole little whip, send it to the hospital
[Outro] Bitch, woo!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
