One, one, one, one, one, one, one-two, Skip to the loot
Three-foe, Go get the dough
Five-six, pick up the stick
Seven-eight, go get some moe
Nine hoes, all of em tens
Make that eleven, cuz one brought her friends
Fuck 12, they judge you by skin
Fuck 12, I’ll say it again
One-two, Skip to the loot
Three-foe, Go get the dough
Five-six, pick up the stick
Seven-eight, go get some moe
Nine hoes, all of em tens
Make that eleven, cuz one brought her friends
Fuck 12, they judge you by skin
Fuck 12, I’ll say it again
When they see young niggas flexin
I think they get jealous
Plus it ain’t shit they can tell us
Spent they whole salary and that was just on one necklace
Got ‘em like what is he sellin
Burn ya like calories, pistol gone keep me protected
Chop ya just like some propellers
Soon as they walk in the spot, these lil bitches get naked, they wanna hang with the fellas
They stop me at TSA
Lookin all in my duffle, they think I’m a smuggler
Let me make me a PSA
I done took it legit but still look like a hustler
I just stay out these bitches way
Sittin back thumbin thru racks, think I’m fuckin my knuckles up
Scream this shit til my last day
It’s gon always be fuck em, cuz they locked my bruddas up
Pretty lil bitties see me they just stop and they drool
Spent pretty pennies on all of my jewels
Smokin on stank, it resemble manure
You be wit sheep, I be hangin wit wolves
Bussed down a pendant right after I drew it
Neck and wrist dripping like some kind of fluid
Move like a boss, taught myself how to do it
You’ll get took out if we really into it
One-two, Skip to the loot
Three-foe, Go get the dough
Five-six, pick up the stick
Seven-eight, go get some moe
Nine hoes, all of em tens
Make that eleven, cuz one brought her friends
Fuck 12, they judge you by skin
Fuck 12, I’ll say it again
One-two, Skip to the loot
Three-foe, Go get the dough
Five-six, pick up the stick
Seven-eight, go get some moe
Nine hoes, all of em tens
Make that eleven, cuz one brought her friends
Fuck 12, they judge you by skin
Fuck 12, I’ll say it again
Niggas hate me, but my shit they bitches be bumpin
I’m a young nigga with money so people look at me funny
They play my shit in the function, I bet that bitch get to jumpin
I’m ridin around wit a blondie
Her head game on Kelly Bundy(stupid)
Can’t stop my shine cuz a nigga too litty
Walked in this bitch and brought Tha Committee
All that talk, I don’t want nothin to do with it
I want the mouth of ya pretty lil bitty
I only fuck on her when I’m in her city
Fuck her lil feelings, won’t show her no pity
I’m picky, the bitch gotta be more than pretty
Cuz she might go tell somebody we did it
Pistol on me, cuz these niggas be grimy
Fuck the police, I’ma kill em with kindness
Smile at them bitches and show off my diamonds
I went and ran up a check off of rhyming
Don’t like to talk got em thinkin I’m miming
Pockets on fat pokin out like a hiney
Keep me a sack like a muhfuckin lineman
Bitch I’m the shit you ain’t gotta remind me
One-two, Skip to the loot
Three-foe, Go get the dough
Five-six, pick up the stick
Seven-eight, go get some moe
Nine hoes, all of em tens
Make that eleven, cuz one brought her friends
Fuck 12, they judge you by skin
Fuck 12, I’ll say it again
One-two, Skip to the loot
Three-foe, Go get the dough
Five-six, pick up the stick
Seven-eight, go get some moe
Nine hoes, all of em tens
Make that eleven, cuz one brought her friends
Fuck 12, they judge you by skin
Fuck 12, I’ll say it again
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