Let Me hodl that beat... [x3] That beat Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing Money money money can't stop getting cash You looking for the prince Well you found him Broke niggas can't even be around him And I'm only being honest Fuck being modest Ghetto girls change hair colors like Rodman All on my dick like condom And she take that dick Like a robber Call it burglary Certainly I cut her up Like surgery And now her baby daddy wants to murder me He call my phone like Is you banging my girl? My girl All I reply Playa bet to check her Don't want to disrespect ya I never even met cha She never even mention your name I don't know why you mad at me You should ask your girl She gave the ass to me Stop harassing me
Why you so upset with me? I don't even know you It's clear that she had sex with me Stop calling my phone you, know she's guilty no questionin'(?) He talking bout what you gon do Gon do Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing Money money money can't stop getting cash
You a loser tho You a loser tho You a loser Fellas if your girl Let a man get at her And you hit up the man Then your ass playing backwards Happens to the best You are not alone Her booty and her breast Is nothing you can own Funny funny funny boy I can't stop laughing Money money money can't stop getting cash
Throw it in the bag Got paper got plastic Think I got it mastered Haters are fanatics I need em' around Any time I want my ass kissed I'm only drinking brown And I'm only smoking sunkist Orange haired weed Got me acting like a wierdo Shine like me Your the diamonds in my earlobe Heard from a bird That trigga was an asshole Fuck what you heard Like penis in your earhole September 1st Yuuup I just wanna ask Why niggas be mad Why another muthfucka wanna hit they girl... [x3] I just wanna I just wanna I just wanna ask why u madTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
