Dat bitch
by Plies
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[Chorus: x2]
Just hit me a lick finna blow a check
Got stacks on me goons on deck
Finna slide thru tha strip club and make a mess
Iono won´t that hoe I want dat bitch
[Verse 1:]
I got a stack in every pocket, pistol on waist, liquor in my hand, no smile on my
Faace, hand full of dis shit, I´m finna throw away, finna ball, been countin money
All day, lil boy move, big boyz finna play, blow dis shit, en´ nuttin but paper n e
Way, nuttin nigga money fuck nigga n e way, nigga slip and dun took it, all I´m
A say, nigga lame, he a rookie, nigga okay, finna snatch me a hoe, and spend it on
Bay, got fire on me, fuck it I´m a parlay, now I´m lookin for da right hoe I´m a slay.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
To all money gon nigga, fuck it I´m a hang, if she bad, and she fuck it, I´ll blow
Change ain´t got to I could fuck her off my name tryna fuck sumin got tired of runnin
Game tell how lil mama act dat she fuck lames when I´m throwin my paper nigga ion
Aim let her play with me shit I want the real thang slip and fall on all this money I´m
The blame if she sweet she gon fuck around and get trained V.S.O.P got me off the
Chain ain´t no cuffin goin on these hoes fast game got stacks of this shit no chump
Change
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Ran cross me a lick so it´s time ball first thing I did grab my dawg fuck bein on the block
Put it on pause first thing I holla take me to the mall fuck what you tlkin
About I´m tryin 2 blow it all spend some on a hoe some on my dawg nigga told me
Before you walk gotta crawl now this lick I done hit got me standin tall wasn´t round
Before I got it fuck all ya´ll just grab me some diamonds no flaws got a rule over here
And nigga that´s ball want that bitch rite there nigga no drawers
Just hit me a lick finna blow a check
Got stacks on me goons on deck
Finna slide thru tha strip club and make a mess
Iono won´t that hoe I want dat bitch
[Verse 1:]
I got a stack in every pocket, pistol on waist, liquor in my hand, no smile on my
Faace, hand full of dis shit, I´m finna throw away, finna ball, been countin money
All day, lil boy move, big boyz finna play, blow dis shit, en´ nuttin but paper n e
Way, nuttin nigga money fuck nigga n e way, nigga slip and dun took it, all I´m
A say, nigga lame, he a rookie, nigga okay, finna snatch me a hoe, and spend it on
Bay, got fire on me, fuck it I´m a parlay, now I´m lookin for da right hoe I´m a slay.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
To all money gon nigga, fuck it I´m a hang, if she bad, and she fuck it, I´ll blow
Change ain´t got to I could fuck her off my name tryna fuck sumin got tired of runnin
Game tell how lil mama act dat she fuck lames when I´m throwin my paper nigga ion
Aim let her play with me shit I want the real thang slip and fall on all this money I´m
The blame if she sweet she gon fuck around and get trained V.S.O.P got me off the
Chain ain´t no cuffin goin on these hoes fast game got stacks of this shit no chump
Change
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Ran cross me a lick so it´s time ball first thing I did grab my dawg fuck bein on the block
Put it on pause first thing I holla take me to the mall fuck what you tlkin
About I´m tryin 2 blow it all spend some on a hoe some on my dawg nigga told me
Before you walk gotta crawl now this lick I done hit got me standin tall wasn´t round
Before I got it fuck all ya´ll just grab me some diamonds no flaws got a rule over here
And nigga that´s ball want that bitch rite there nigga no drawers