thick & pretty
Singer:quality control
might think it's 4 am in the morning the way it rings
wake up and count up the green
wake up with bad bitches in between
i walk around tryna break my spleen
my bitch so bad she walk around bein' mean
i know you ain't real because the cookie made you sneeze
i thought you were tougher than that
i gotta count up the cash
before i go out and go bring a bitch back
remember they laughed and laughed at the craft and now we gettin' to the plaques
young niggas ain't got to cap about that
hit her on the bentley seat
i gave her every inch of me
nawfside niggas will bury you
stuffin' a brick in her derriere
how could i ever be scared of you?
you just a little bull terrier
i'm fuckin' that thot in a marriott
she know that my pockets on juggernaut
better not cross that boundary
turn a bad bitch to a masterpiece
i like a bitch that don't want no attention
i'm tryna get in between like the white that's inside of them oreos
pickin up backends from city to city
i throw a stack and i pick up that bottle
i'm drinkin' it raw like i'm sippin' her titty
then i drop the dope in the skillet
can't tell what my business
we gon' have to erase your name
i'm walkin' out without a stain