Plottin'
Kool Keith & Big Sche Eastwood feat. Jozzy
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I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos
Got a bank roll, pimp's pole
First things first, side jobs and, beats all the papis
With 6 figures, Nextel, Beamers, and slick cocky
They throwin' money off the stage, frontin' like Willie Beamen
I seen it, the thoroughbred, dope boy clique
The untamed shit, you actin' gully with your money
Then we gon' take it, and not close to breakin' the law
We breakin' your balls, we rakin'
Your pockets, that's not gold diggin'
Just in the right place when your hair went dummy
I'm a freak by night, drawers master from Tampa
3, 4 Million stashed in the hamper
Fuck that, she might wanna hop in the back of the camper
I need some answers, no time for bitches dressin' like grandma
Pina Colada, you can order enchilada, call me dada
Cadillac spin off till the rims fall off
I might get out with a sawed off, I usually saw legs off
I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos
Got a bank roll, pimp's pole
I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos
Got a bank roll, pimp's pole
There's a saying never trust a big butt and a smile
Still blinded by the booty, now his bank account's out
Shame shame, young pimpin' didn't you know?
That's what happens when you open to a ho you don't know
Ill-fated, you can call it what you want, lil' dirty
But if a nigga gon' offer, I refuse to be dirty
I met this brother in the club, didn't care 'bout what he was sayin'
Just give me some bread, give me some bread while I be chillin'
Chillin' in the back of the club like a fat mack
Blunts laced with coke, these hoes like that
I'm a villain, so I wear shades
Spittin' game to the maids, introduce 'em to the trade
See the craft is a secret we admit only the chosen
Just sign over your soul, we'll leave the check open
Blind bitches, you want paper, come get it
Once I buy that pussy it's mine, I don't split it
I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos
Got a bank roll, pimp's pole
I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin', these hoes want my pesos
Got a bank roll, pimp's pole
I fall up in the club with my amigos
I fall up in the club with my amigos
I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin'
I fall up in the club with my amigos
I fall up in the club with my amigos
I fall up in the club with my amigos
They call me big money cause I walk slow
I know they plottin'