Funk Flex, Chris Brown...
Who you mad at? Me or yourself
Gold chain, gold chain
Gettin' money gonna watch these hoes change
I'm in the party got these bithes off of molly and they rollin'
Bitches poppin pills like its for pain
In her eyes Im the shit
Molly probably fantasizing all about my dick
Only one real nigga, take a pick
And all you haters, Imma take your bitch
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they pussies say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah I said that
Half ya'll niggas in here fronting where your bread at?
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, gon' stutter rap
Thought so can't do it like this broke nigga
If you say you got to work, why you in the club hoe?
Hell no you can't smoke my drugs hoe
Now you in the club tryin' to fuck... no love hoe
How you do that there? bitch let the blunt go
If you say you got to work, why you in the club hoe?
Hell no you can't smoke my drugs hoe
Now you in the club tryin' to fuck... no love hoe
How you do that there? bitch let the blunt go
Too many cars, a parade when I pull up
Glass jaw, catch a fade that's a chin up
If you ain't looking I'm gonna eat your hoe for dinner
She said that she a virgin but I fucked her in Virginia (haha!)
I ate her at the Supper Club
Bad bitches at Greystone, but they just some runner ups
Now every nigga in here seeing if you tryin' to fuck
And every nigga in here schemin', gone and try your luck (ha)
I'm A-1, no steak sauce nigga they spray dumb
Its like ratatatat across your baseball cap
I'm copping holes in your face like Jason...
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they pussies say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah I said that
Half ya'll niggas in here frontin where your bread at?
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, gon' stutter rap
Thought so can't do it like this broke nigga...
If you say you got to work, why you in the club hoe?
Hell no you can't smoke my drugs hoe
Now you in the club tryin' to fuck... no love hoe
How you do that there? bitch let the blunt go
If you say you got to work, why you in the club hoe?
Hell no you can't smoke my drugs hoe
Now you in the club tryin' to fuck... no love hoe
How you do that there? bitch let the blunt go
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they pussies say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah I said that
Half ya'll niggas in here frontin where your bread at?
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this broke nigga...
If you say you got to work, why you in the club hoe?
Hell no you can't smoke my drugs hoe
Now you in the club tryin' to fuck... no love hoe
How you do that there? bitch let the blunt go
If you say you got to work, why you in the club hoe?
Hell no you can't smoke my drugs hoe
Now you in the club tryin' to fuck... no love hoe
How you do that there? bitch let the blunt go

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