And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it How ya like me now? 'Cause I'm real Come— , come— , comin' down How ya like me now? 'Cause I'm real Piece and—, piece and—, piece and chain four shiny grills How ya— , how—
Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes Tint my windows and lock my doors Everybody talking 'bout a bitch went ghost Shit, that's how I roll All this cake, with all of these snakes Gotta keep hoes outta my face When I put that red key in my car These hoes ain't winnin' that race Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoеs Tint my windows and lock my doors Everybody talking 'bout a bitch went ghost Shit, that's how I roll All this cake, with all of thеse snakes Gotta keep hoes out of my face When I put that red key in my car These hoes ain't winnin' that race
(Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes, tint my windows and lock my doors) I had to learn that some people only fuck with you when it's beneficial (Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes, tint my windows and lock my doors) And when you ain't lettin' them use no more, it become a motherfuckin' issue (Fucked up) (Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes, tint my windows and lock my doors) You can keep tellin' people you don't fuck with me no more 'Cause I promise I don't miss you (I promise I don't, ah) (Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes, tint my windows and lock my doors) And I'm still doin' Hot Girl shit (Ayy) Young Tina Snow, still hard on a ho (I'm still hard on a ho, ah)
Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes Tint my windows and lock my doors (Lock my doors) Fake, fake, fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes Tint my windows and lock my doors (Lock my doors) Fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes Tint my windows and lock my doors (Lock my doors) Fake, fake, fake-ass bitches, fake-ass hoes Tint my windows and lock my doors (Lock my doors)
H-Town legend Lil' Keke the Don checkin' in See, first off top, I'ma say this, man It take a special motherfucker to even represent this way of life, you understand? See, this a culture where the trapstar and the rapstar got the same bag, man See, the hustlers and the grinders, they just as famous as the athletes and the movie stars, see, that's real talk The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you carry yourself Gon' tell me exactly where you from, that's legend talk, man It ain't about the car, it's about how the car make me feel The way I tote it, the statement that it's gon' make in the culture 'Cause it ain't no vinyl in the car, it's leather all the way through Perforated from the guts to the door pannels to the booth We don't ride raincoat If I got the top up on it, that motherfucker cover with the rain Double-stitched Daytona carpet, ten coats of clear on that paint Bitch thicker than Megan, get it? See, that's how you talk slayer Have you ever seen a bitch so bad a nigga spend his last on that shit? Big titties, flat stomachs, fat asses, welcome to the culture, nigga Slabs, bikes, muscle cars, Bentleys, Benzes If I'm in it, I own it Come from nothin', paper plates to paper plates Mixtapes, fried chicken, double cups, squares, everywhere "Ke, what you sayin'?" I say it all to say, how you like me now, nigga?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
