Brrt (Uh-huh, haha) Do something to make me feel good (Hey, baby) Niggas act like they account never ran into being froze I ain't never play the game of fucking niggas I call bros Don't compare to these bitches that ain't got a set of goals Top notch bitch, I'm a top notch pro Don't need a battery in my back just to get me pumped up Hate when hoes start walking around like they pocket never been fucked up Big headed bitches never listen, one thing about it I'ma keep it hunnid, that's what makes me so damn different
Lola going dummy-ummy-ummy-ummy-ummy I don't fuck with broke niggas that's too bummy-ummy-ummy Only thing that should be counting on my nigga is a check Went from Netflix and chill now I'm tatted on his neck Lola going dummy-ummy-ummy-ummy-ummy Going dummy-ummy-ummy Only thing that's on my mind is this money-oney-oney-oney Is this money-oney-oney-oney
No days off, Lola going dummy 'bout this paper Told my nigga I need space, he went and copped me out some acres Lola run the city like New York ain't got a mayor Still a big dog, been major, call me big gator I don't want to have to pick have to pick between Chanelly and a pair of shoes All these bitches is old news like can food, you damn fool Broke friends contiguous, they done warned me not to come near you Hottest in the summer with a sweater on drinking Theraflu Come and fuck with me and vibe with it I don't share, my nigga, it's not in my heart to be kind with it Six feet, demon told him dive in it It ain't hard to shut my nigga up, it take 'bout five minutes
Lola going dummy-ummy-ummy-ummy-ummy Going dummy-ummy-ummy Only thing that's on my mind is this money-oney-oney-oney Is this money-oney-oney-oney Dummy-ummy-ummy-ummy Dummy-ummy-ummy-ummy Money-oney-oney-oney Is this money-oney-oney-oneyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
