[Verse] Finna get into some gangsta shit, real quick 'Cause when I chill that's when bitches seem to trip, okay I said, finna get into some gangsta shit, real quick 'Cause when I chill that's when bitches seem to trip Styrofoam cup and it's full of that aw Swingin' and swervin' down the boulevard Ain't I the baddest redbone you ever saw? My milkshake bring all the boys to the yard My whole clique bad make your niggas drop they jaws If a nigga wanna play I'll pull his player card My body super soft, but my mentality hard I shuffle niggas, cut 'em up, and deal 'em like they cards, okay I'm in this bitch with my eyes closed Hands in thе air, and I'm movin' slo-mo I'm eating good so I really can't do no complaining I'm poppin' bands off of all this money I been makin', okay Okay, H-Town madе her, H-Town raised her, I'm so proud to be a H-Town Native Draped up and dripped out, niggas in the parking lot Booty so big that he ran to make the booty stop These niggas have no chill so I throw 'em in the freezer I'm a bitch, I must admit that I am not a people pleaser I don't kiss no ass, you don't gotta ask I guess I'm lookin' too good that's why these bitches mad I'm talking cash shit, that's what I gotta do Cause it's just something bout shittin' on hoes that downed you They downed you, they clowned you, on the come up now they wanna be 'round you? Hold up, they got me fucked up, okay Bitch I'm cuttin' deep like a knife up in a steak Give me a break, this niggas cake and I just cook him easy bake And when I dip he be like "wait", and I'm like "nah, nigga, I'm late" and I'm really not fuckin' with all this time you trying to take He said I do it so good that he had to lick the plate He said "I wanna slip n' slide", so I put pussy on his face And I know the nigga miss me, I know he's gonna kiss me 'Cause ain't too many hoes out here just really fuckin' with me Who gon' love you like I do? Who gon' fuck you like I do? Who gon' whip yo dick out while drive and suck you like I do? Bitch it's me, act like you know Same bitch with you when work slow I'm still the same bitch that was fuckin' with you when your boys turned hoe And there is no competition, he know what he been missin' These bitches is some fishes so they better get to swimmin' He say "loving you is wrong" when y'all know this nigga sinnin' Niggas think they on my team when these niggas really pendin' And I'm chillin' how I'm chillin' Hoes sick, penicillin All you bitches calm down Ain't no hook, I'm just ventin' bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
