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Count the cash in her face, now she tryna bag taste
Bend her over, break her back, she in last place
I go home, now the bitch got a sad face
Please get on, bitch, go home, 'fore you ask me pay me
I don't chase these hoes, I got a bag to chase
BudBaker miracle twice, now I'm back to Chase
I'm a bullshit black and it's sad to say
I treat every day like it's Saturday
I just had to say I'm no captain save
I was smudged by a Square, ho, I'm bleeding ass today
If she don't got dough, then I'm masturbating
Jack my gun off four times 'til it activate
She 'bout to press my buttons, mmm, like a Mac play
Please don't ask me where I'm from, what my tags say
Fendi, Louis on, nigga, on a bad day
Snowgurb is my best friend, what the cash say
Wake up, get dressed, bitch, and get a bag today
Bitch came back without a bag, I beat her ass today
She got me mad as fuck, but fuck it, I'ma have to wait
Get up off your fat ass and stop bakin' cake
Put that bitch up on a blade and told her make cake
Stupid-ass bitch sittin' on a pic hittin' her nae-nae
All I want is two fat bitches like Dae-Dae
Yeah, it sound funny, but I heard they pay what they weigh
I want that dough right now, I don't wanna wait
Go and try that boyfriend shit on another day
I need it immediately, go catch another date
It's the boss smacking sauce man, what my opps say?
I told her make it cheesy, baby, รกndale
She know I'm talking greasy, I got time today
Get up on your knees and give me all your face
I ain't showered in three days, I'm out boss taste
She had a collection call from Snugger, what the call say?
I done ran up the minutes on her, pimpin' all day
MC J, I'm still thuggin' through the hallway
CCB court, I hope I get out today
Bitch ain't got no dough, mmm, she in last place
Count the cash up in her face, how that bag taste?
Fendi, Louis on, nigga, on a bad day
Wake up, get dressed, bitch, and get a bag today
Bitch ain't got no dough, mmm, she in last place
Count the cash up in her face, how that bag taste?
Fendi, Louis on, nigga, on a bad day
Wake up, get dressed, bitch, and get a bag today
Bitch, I'm activated
I don't want no Tris, Parm, it got a nasty taste
Hundred thou' in dubs, hand count it, take a half a day
I been actin' stiff with the work, I got a bag to shake
Don't call my 810 number unless you grabbin' weight
Niggas garbage, might as well drop they CDs on trash day
I know somebody gettin' dropped if I write your say
Your pops be movin' bricks, I'm tryna see how much daddy'll pay
I'm good in county 'cause I fuck with the Gurb Nation
Rarely ever sold a zip of soft, I'm a bird wearer
I don't really know how to rap, I'm a word player
Bitch, take me to the east side so I can serenade you
On the west tryna cop a B, what's the word, P?
Used to sell dope, now I'm a fiend, somebody serve me
I need a pint of Wockhardt and six Perc 15s
Woke up out my sleep and shot the strap, I had the worst dream
Bitch ain't got no dough, mmm, she in last place
Count the cash up in her face, how that bag taste?
Fendi, Louis on, nigga, on a bad day
Wake up, get dressed, bitch, and get a bag today
Bitch ain't got no dough, mmm, she in last place
Count the cash up in her face, how that bag taste?
Fendi, Louis on, nigga, on a bad day
Wake up, get dressed, bitch, and get a bag today
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