treez & liquor
Singer:fat trel
my new bitch is crawlin' on all fours
these bitches say they all for us
but in the end they all whores
now i'm ridin' suicide doors
smokin' tree with my liquor
woke up and wanted for more
i make the bitch open the door
i like the lights real low with a dyke ho
you ain't fuckin' with the right hoes
i just roll the window up
bitch thought i was whipping with the nitro
head good but the pussy real slight though
you become a habit for the night though
one trick then the bitch is on white hoes
i'm rich so i make her go crazy
and plus when i fuck her she pay me
just like a lottery ticket
i had your ass sleep on the pavement
i'm out and about on the daily
i know she regret that she made me
and these are the things that i love
i miss when she screaming she need me
i wait till she sleep and i'm leaving
but still i could fuck up the scene
the fuck was you thinkin?
a nickle'll kiss with a beam
my pockets are collared in cottage
i promise to scream cheese"