Tell her, "Pull up to the show" I know she gon´ fuck for sure Huh, she probably gon´ fuck my bro Huh, I buy out all the stores And I buy out all the clothes For to put that shit on in front of her friends Babygirl, you´re not my friend (Huh) Babygirl, let´s make ends I´m not finna shake yo´ hand I just wanna beat yo´ back in My styrofoam double Rick Owen my jacket They both off of Codeine She wanna get on it You know that I´m focused I get that ho loaded I got Wok´, I got trish
Gotta know that´s my bitch, I promote her Added up ´round this bitch, fucked the total Do the dash in this bitch, blow the motor I jump out with that stick, toe to toe From the back with that ho, I´m a soldier I´m not givin´ up none of my money I´m not lettin´ none of them fuck me over I been runnin´ up hundreds up, mama I ain´t never forgot that I owe you (Yeah) Come from bad to doin´ good It ain´t perfect but understood I got to be thankful for that blessin´ Designer clothes Now, I got the finest hoes Now, I got a foreign, it´s Rolls I might as well send the bitch roses
Yeah, I said, "I might as well buy the bitch roses"
Yeah (Ah) I say, "I might as well buy this bitch roses"
Told the management send a bitch roses, wherever she was Come in that red, that´s blood You know that my Five, lil´ nigga, do not call me, "Cuz" Don´t try me and fuck up my buzz I buy her that bag, I make sure she stay with a bag I fuck that bag up with that girl Can´t never go sad Pop out with that Glock on they ass I know that you´re lovin´ me, girl
Uh, yeah Know that you´re lovin´, know that you´re lovin´ me, girl
Know that you love me, know that you love me I know that you´re lovin´ me, girl Uh-uh, oh, oh
She´ll do it right now on these seats, yeah She want Chanel and CC, yeah She want it now, uh To all the niggas I meet, yeah Never gon´ tell what you see, man Know that that type of shit turnin´ out bad Girl, you´re too bad Hardbody, Patek They disrespectin´, we ain´t goin´ for that And you know you call me then I´m runnin´ for that Hope inside that girl I´m wishin´ a well Roxanne on my mattress and I´m feelin´ my jacket I´m exposin´ this shit and these niggas gon´ steal
Nigga, you´re cappin´, lil´ mama a hottie, she like how I rock it (Uh-uh) Go tell them to stack it, I put that Amiri on top of Kamari Inside my home I got a store, I got these classes, I got the whole damn department She want the drugs that I´m on I looked right at that bitch and paused it
Designer clothes Now, I got the finest hoes Now, I got a foreign, it´s Rolls I might as well send the bitch roses Yeah, I said, "I might as well buy the bitch roses" Yeah (Ah) I say, "I might as well buy this bitch roses"