[Intro: O.T. Genasis] Yung Lan on da Track Whatchu want? Get it then
[Chorus: O.T. Genasis] I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out How much your car, lil' bitch? (Uh huh) How much your rent, lil' bitch? How much your bag, lil' bitch? I'm 'bout to spend this shit I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out
[Verse 1: Snow Tha Product] I don't need no help, I don't need a man I need me a bad one on a Perc' or Xan A lap to dance, some racks, and a bag of bands And goddamn Mexican, don't give a workin' hand Pretty bitches in the clique, like ooh Fuck around get in the middle, like ooh Do you need help? Do your baby need food? I'm a pretty girl, need a pretty girl like you I got Hennessy in my cup, ain't no jealousy, bitch, I'm up That boy 'bout to catch some feelings She's about to catch some one's Baby girl faded and I'm really out of it (outta it) Princess cuts, I'm Disney channellin' I got a bag baby what's happenin' Know when you cash women's empowerment I be stuntin' on these boys, mamacita bring the noise You just keep that ass in motion, I'ma keep that ass employed She told me my highlight poppin', asked me if my hair was real So I asked about her booty, she said, "Baby how's it feel?" [Chorus: O.T. Genasis] I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out How much your car, lil' bitch? (Uh huh) How much your rent, lil' bitch? How much your bag, lil' bitch? I'm 'bout to spend this shit I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out
[Verse 2: O.T. Genasis & Snow Tha Product] Stand up you know I do it Street money you know what I'm doin' Ramp it up, I be gettin' to it (run it up) Jewelry on you know I be coolin' (sauce, sauce, sauce) Goin' thru these racks I got packs Shoppin' spree, Neiman's, Barney's, Sak's Snowie get the baddies, that's a fact Bitch is crazy but the booty fat Man, I got these fake ass ballers, lame as fuck They fake, just skunkies, boys ain't throwin' out I got her twerkin', droppin', doin' tricks, she too much for a dollar Fuck you want, fuck up-front, I'm about make 'em sick Man I got the VIP, I throw up a grip and a bitch gon' fuck it up again [Chorus: O.T. Genasis] I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch out How much your car, lil' bitch? (Uh huh) How much your rent, lil' bitch? How much your bag, lil' bitch? I'm 'bout to spend this shit I think I'ma help a bitch out I think I'ma help a bitch outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
