A$AP Rocky - PMW Lyrics

All I think about is life, nights, sippin' on Sprite
Little codeine, nigga get throwed right
Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night
I just pray to God that the shit go right
Little arguments in their fists don't fight
F*ck a dog ho and the bitch gon bite
ASAP nigga, sip Cris all night
So them R Kelly hoes get pissed on twice
Damn, how a young nigga get so nice?
Young nigga cold like he sittin on ice
F*ck broke, tryin to be rich all life
I could've been a criminal and just rolled dice
My nuts hangin', my top back
Hoes screamin' that Pac back
Throwin' westside, bandana ties
ASAP life, gotta Pac tat
Harlem world my whole block strapped
Hoes all on my jock strap
My whip white but my top black
And my bitch white, but my cock black
Purple drink got that
Tell these hoes all to twerk somethin
So shawty she a stunna, and daddy he a runna
Be that pretty muthf*cka, you could call me what you wanna
Cause I'm in love with that ass, she in love with the cash
So she shakin it fast and them makin them stacks
And I'm talkin it back and I'm takin her back
To the house just to bust in her mouth and I'm kickin her out

How bout me and you and you and I
Take a ride to make this high
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
So I say

Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
That's all a nigga need

(Schoolboy Q)

It's ASAP Q, where the bread at?
F*ck around and bring the hush puppies back
She f*ck me and the homies, she was cool with that
The block hot so I'm shaded in my bucket hat
Pause a little bit, I got a little advice
If you f*cked her once, then you could f*ck her twice
And don't get head form hoes with overbites
Just giving out game, nigga, show you right
Born stunna nigga, turn night to bright
High as a kite in my Nike Flights
Made thirty racks it was just a flight
Flew a bitch out too, it was just a night
Shorty got the booty make a nigga say, "Woah"
Can I suck your titties, tryin' to see how far can I go
Try again and then again, and she ain't tellin' me no
Sweetie tell me how you feelin', can i feel on you mo?
She said, "I ain't f*ckin' for free", but ain't shit I can't afford
Shit, I'll pay you for ir
Now bounce that ass hon my bungie cord
Uh, yeah, whoopsie daisy
Put a good kid in your Section.80
Turn a baby into a lady
Now here go the keys to my new Mercedes
Cause shawty she a stripper
All you got to do is tip her
She got ballers with some money
When you f*ck them other niggas
Now do A though Z for a G
Panties go down to her feet
Pussy get wetter for me
Smackin that ass to the beat
Give her that Diggity D

How bout me and you and you and I
Take a ride to make this high
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
So I say

Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
That's all a nigga need