Told Em!
Woah, woah, woah
Woah (yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah (yeah, yeah)
Woah-woah, woah (ha, ha, ha)
Keep that bitch on me wherever I'm goin'
I'ma call her Atlantic 'cause she get wet just like a ocean
My Styrofoam cup so muddy, that bitch so potent
20 racks on me, yeah, 20 bands on me
Lil' bitch, I know you noticed
Never seen a nigga do a magic trick?
I can make 'em disappear, hocus pocus
Hoes up in the coupe, yeah, hoes in the coupe
I'm pushin' these fuckin' Trojans
I just need you to know, I hope you know it
I'm playin' with the racks, I'll spend 'em on your ass
All you gotta do is be not bogus
On the e-way, bitch, we floatin', yeah
And my songs, I never wrote 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
Told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
Keep that bitch on me wherever I'm goin'
She just wanna hit my phone again 'cause she see I started blowin'
And bro said he got the Za', I told him, "Roll it"
A nigga talkin' that rah-rah, choppa gon' do the same, we gon' dispose him
And these niggas really be broke, I really could do it but I won't expose him
Nine times out of ten, you won't even know him
This nigga think shit sweet, we gon' have to show him
And Nina a freak just for me, but if I say the word, then she gon' blow him
(Nina a freak just for me but she gon' blow him)
(Nina a freak just for me but she gon' blow him)
A nigga think shit sweet, it gon' have to show him
And Nina a freak just for me, but if I say the word, then she gon' blow him
Keep that bitch on me wherever I'm goin'
I'ma call her Atlantic 'cause she get wet just like a ocean
My Styrofoam cup so muddy, that bitch so potent
20 racks on me, yeah, 20 bands on me
Lil' bitch, I know you noticed
Never seen a nigga do a magic trick?
I can make 'em disappear, hocus pocus
Hoes up in the coupe, yeah, hoes in the coupe
I'm pushin' these fuckin' Trojans
I just need you to know, I hope you know it
I'm playin' with the racks, I'll spend 'em on your ass
All you gotta do is be not bogus
On the e-way, bitch, we floatin', yeah
And my songs, I never wrote 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
Woah (yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah (yeah, yeah)
Woah-woah, woah (ha, ha, ha)
Keep that bitch on me wherever I'm goin'
I'ma call her Atlantic 'cause she get wet just like a ocean
My Styrofoam cup so muddy, that bitch so potent
20 racks on me, yeah, 20 bands on me
Lil' bitch, I know you noticed
Never seen a nigga do a magic trick?
I can make 'em disappear, hocus pocus
Hoes up in the coupe, yeah, hoes in the coupe
I'm pushin' these fuckin' Trojans
I just need you to know, I hope you know it
I'm playin' with the racks, I'll spend 'em on your ass
All you gotta do is be not bogus
On the e-way, bitch, we floatin', yeah
And my songs, I never wrote 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
Told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
Keep that bitch on me wherever I'm goin'
She just wanna hit my phone again 'cause she see I started blowin'
And bro said he got the Za', I told him, "Roll it"
A nigga talkin' that rah-rah, choppa gon' do the same, we gon' dispose him
And these niggas really be broke, I really could do it but I won't expose him
Nine times out of ten, you won't even know him
This nigga think shit sweet, we gon' have to show him
And Nina a freak just for me, but if I say the word, then she gon' blow him
(Nina a freak just for me but she gon' blow him)
(Nina a freak just for me but she gon' blow him)
A nigga think shit sweet, it gon' have to show him
And Nina a freak just for me, but if I say the word, then she gon' blow him
Keep that bitch on me wherever I'm goin'
I'ma call her Atlantic 'cause she get wet just like a ocean
My Styrofoam cup so muddy, that bitch so potent
20 racks on me, yeah, 20 bands on me
Lil' bitch, I know you noticed
Never seen a nigga do a magic trick?
I can make 'em disappear, hocus pocus
Hoes up in the coupe, yeah, hoes in the coupe
I'm pushin' these fuckin' Trojans
I just need you to know, I hope you know it
I'm playin' with the racks, I'll spend 'em on your ass
All you gotta do is be not bogus
On the e-way, bitch, we floatin', yeah
And my songs, I never wrote 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
I told 'em I was gon' be that nigga, yeah, yeah, I told 'em
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Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips
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