Chad Watson - On a throne Lyrics

Let him begin,I gave him a ten
He took a loss cause he never could sell it
She ain't let him in, he thought could win
So ima just nod when a hoe nigga tell it
If you can smell it, don't let em mail it
Put niggas on, scared to be carryin tree
Lemme find out if you ever doubt Or ever compare him to me
Hold up hold up wait hold up
Better is what I'm trying to be Niggas be bitches, bitches be playin
And all of em probably lying to me
Give no f*ck bout niggs off the leash
These will shoot to say the least Bob only know roll dro by the leaf And cuff yo hoes cause you know I'm a thief
Sittin on a throne
Gang of bitches and they don't stop
Who ain't bouta let shyt blow
Tell me that you got shyt on lock
Silly nigga let's just go
Goin or comin I let her decide
Squinting but she take it tho
Thick but she bear it and let me inside
Goin till she can't nomore
Couple toppings on a hotdog Gimme mustard and some relish
Got a bad one for a threesome
So I hope she won't get jealous
Boojie and bad and slow to reply She may be sad and may even cry But I was jus glad to not have to lie
Cause she don't know Chad and neither do I
On my phone bringin names up
Don't know em like that
Tell a nigga hold up, hang up
Then call em right back
They say it's impossible so watch me do just that
If ya ever try and touch me please believe we do touch back
Good to bad from bad to worse Nigga get that bread and cheddar
It ain't bout who did it first
Nigga it's who did it better
Sittin on a throne
Gang of bitches and they don't stop stop
Who ain't bouta let shyt blow
Tell me that you got shyt on lock
Silly nigga let's just go
Goin at everything I'm off a line
Leather on Letterman one of a kind
Bob rollin em thicker, mix it with liquor
Nigga be outta his mind
Player back then, only teammate was my cousin
Lord forgave my sins, but my ex girl doesn't
These flows all about old hoes my girl knows and she must hate it Used to make love to my best friend
Now I jus f*ck when I'm frustrated So I pulled out on that cum towel
Red belt bang somehow
The homies thumb, the perfect one
So I run when his gun pow
My cousins get degrees all of us feel it when we celebrated
Wish that I did, but I didn't finsh college
But they the ones lookin at me like I made it
While I'm Sitting on a throne
Got her started wit smell of my cologne
She don't wanna let me go
Goin through hell, burn everything
Sometimes I just go too far
This is a beat from a genius one from the orphan
But all of em going too hard
Every honest verse is a verse that I could write
I be busy in my day but she textin me"good night"
Have a nigga wonder am I one that he should fight
Be a gangster ceo look at Chad the new Suge Knight
Barely got any time for that shyt
Do she believe that I'm tryna just hit
Telling my everything Ima forget
Thinking bout pussy that I'm bouta get
Sweater and cap but she fine with the fit
Taper the side, line up and shyt
Diamonds and rings got her shining a bit
But one of a kind is the kind I be with
Can't pay for these blessings
So I'm guessin the lesson is free
Trying my best while beautiful women
Are steadily messaging me
Sittin on a throne
Gang of bitches and they don't stop
Who ain't bouta let shyt blow
Tell me that you got shyt on lock
Silly nigga let's just go