make a mil

what's your intentions

dolled up don't need man

got on everything

to raise a mans attention

eyes stoned

medusa

she look at you like the rock

playin with that goose

get stuck with a duck

couple shots to the top

to get caught

faded

swear to god i'm faded

my bitch educated

had her clients pay the payment

she don't need a damn thing my bitch look like tammy toe

hit the strip like every week plus we burn up half a note

this that life that got no limits

my b's will never be pimped out

condo out in countage like that nigga from new orleans

i'm the nigga from the set though

block been hot since get go

makin' money nigga

makin' money since umbilical

i'm still ridin down centennial

real nigga know where the real strip be

real nigga know what the real hit be

real nigga know what the real lit read

and if it all goes down

she down for me

and if it all goes down

i'll probably make a mil with her

probably make a mil with her

let me feel your medulla oblongata wtih this blah

cause we talkin that nada

my dream girl show me facades

killa with the convo make her say ich liebe dich

that's a holla-caust

her chest is imported

yea that's over c's

said that she like me but she love the thugs

these mini hood rats looking for crooks with castles

that's shoulder shrugs

met a girl with more than all the above

you can lust if you must

i don't cuff

my woman never sus

yours usually be sushi

yuck