{chorus} She said, Nigga you sexy as fuck And you gotta lot of rocks on your arm (rocks on your arm) Before she suck on the dick She drenches it in dom perignon (dom perignon) Its a shame that you famous Why you always fucking with my head (fucking with my head) Cuz im something like a pimp Bitch tell me where the fuck is my bread (fuck is my bread)
[Verse 1: Max B.] Hey bae, I thought u was in love You turned out to be a 10, I thought you was a dub But thats what I get, for judging a book by its cover Role play convict ceo, and crook by the covers Plus im closer than my brother Many bitches I fuck em burners they clutch em, max will go back for murder its nufin I be just be trynna to chill, instead theses niggas temp me Want me to put it in they brain, and pop until its empty, Call my niggas nitty and Richie Bring a couple of fiftys, them smiley faces they good, they got em by the plenty And they lovin me in da city, they like bigavel Push up on him while he ain't lookin, take the nigga Ale, everything I touch is a wave I seen it in here eyes, she told me take the hat off come inside You should of seen her thigh, homie I've been deprived beautiful women From 97 to 2005, lets ride (lets ride)
{chorus}Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
