They don't do shit proper
Hit'em up fuck'em send them to the doctors
Way to many imposters
Hit a lick you ain't never leave ya casa
Heard you got
Heard you got a problem
Every time I pull up you act very proper
We make nice then hit the bar
We order vodka
You get drunk ya girls get lost with us come find us
Stupid little motherfucking bitch
No money can't go
Money let's go
Lock up my soul
They fake and evil that shit old
Suck it and go my girl gon be here by eight o
Ya all need to know we've worked to hard we'll
Let it blow
We don't want your soul don't want your bread
We've got our own
We love we love rock n roll but got some shooters
They ain't old
She a bad lil hoe
I love those shirts with breast exposed
Feed her dome
Need her
No
We don't want your soul don't want your bread
We've got our own
We love rock n roll but got some shooters Let it go!
She a bad lil hoe
I love those shirts with breast exposed
Feed her dome
Need her
No
They don't do shit proper
Hit'em up fuck'em send them to the doctors
Way to many imposters
Hit a lick you ain't never leave ya casa
Heard you got
Heard you got a problem
Every time I pull up you act very proper
We make nice then hit the bar
We order vodka
You get drunk ya girls get lost with us come find us
Stupid little motherfucking bitch