floyd mayweather
Singer:young thug
we just don't call this shit drink
you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch
you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch
six brand new foreigns on my wrist
i got six forgiatos on my fist
i got fifty foreign hoes on my dick
i'mma nut on all 'em hoes
nigga tried to hit a lick and missed
tried to run then i caught him like a fish
i'mma catch his ass with the whole clip
i'mma beat they ass up like ron artest
pussy nigga ran like a miss
i got your bitch up under water tryna kiss
hammer gon' shit and take a piss
we done fucked her legs and fucked her face
when i was behind the fence they treated me like a prince
so much jewelry on her pussy gettin' tense
1017 the ones you don't wanna diss
and you can never be like 'wop you little snitch
i have a threesome with your bitch
i'm from costa east atlanta
i make one brick turn to two
don't walk and limp my chopper is my walkin' stick
i done got that pack boy then i dip
i just-i just found out rats could use they lips
i got me a thirty round clip
thirty one rounds on my hip
lil dora said i would born with a steel
my lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal
i got a bad bitch wit' me and yeah she strip
i'm in vegas spendin' thousand with my chips
i can't love these bitches
i was doin' this shit just for my peers
i would put inside my blood
do this shit all on my own
diamonds flawless 'round my neck
lately i've been flyin' on them
flood her bank account with bands cause she feelin' me
if it's a snake on my clothes then it's double g
all my diamonds dancin' like they bruce lee
check out my smile i got some new teeth
pop a molly now i'm in the fuckin' air
cloud nine and i'm smokin' like the fuckin' barrel
lil bitch that's how it is
now what you think a young nigga grindin' for?
she made it out the hood and left that dope bowl
get them bricks from my momma
fuck you mean you get it from your man main ho? yeah
i just got a family pack of gin and juice
i just bought a chopper than i'm ready to use
i got a lot of bitches comin' by the twos
big di-diamonds but we call 'em jewels
all these racks think i sell dog foods
i spend thousand on my fuckin' shoes
it cost the christian loubes
take this shit out and shoot