I have not been true to the pimpin'
And I cannot do it again
Come on,
where's my motivation goin' forward?
Ha, how dare me?
I saw a bad bitch at the bar, sat by her
Ordered a crayon and
Bombay satire
Pumped her brain with
game like a flat tire
Cutty, I'm a dog
She was fine, yeah, she was a dime
But you know me,
it's been comin' on mine
I ain't wastin' no motherfuckin' time
Got in the bitch brain like a cocaine line
At first, it was fists and shit
She had a nigga butted like grits and shit
She whipped it low, and after that
She started givin' up, half the chap
And I can't go for that, no, no
Don't bring any of this half shit, no more
But you don't give it all
It's not your bitch
You gotta touch mo'
cheese then not your child
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all a dub
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all a dub
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all a dub
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all a dub
Now when I walk in the gig,
it's on for sure
Cause half of these hoes I
done fucked before
I've been spagang and placed my bid
And made they grandmamas watch they kid
I take a bitch out once or twice
But after that man, I'm the nice
I start showing up in taxi cabs
Soaking up they wallets like maxi pads
Just cause I rap and fuck all night
That don't mean shit, bitch,
my pockets is light
I need paper, I want what you make
I take it to the script club
and sell what you shake
And come home with all the bread
The OJT was cool with head
But now I'm so quick
to give a bitch the boot
If I don't get the count, all the loot
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all the dough
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all the dough
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all the dough
I can't go for that no more
I had to tell the hoe, that it's the deal
It's cool to say your body
long as it's for Skrill, cause it's the real
But I spit, everything you make,
I'm gon' give
I'm gon' take that and turn it into
Real big bread
cause that's what I'm kinned to
I'm fed to, jump in the Chevy a swine
I used to take half and I was everything
You can rob my bitch
but wouldn't get a
motherfuckin' thing
Cause she give me a mothafuckin' thang
She got twenty dollars for emergency
The sequel paid the code, emergency
That's it, and that's mothafuckin' all
You can catch me and my
bitch at the mall
Maxxing out that MasterCard
Fuck that caddy, I'm smashing hard
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all the dough
I can't go for that no more
No, I want all of them
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