What's the budget
Ain't no money? I ain't coming
Gotta settle first, or i ain't doin nun
That's big bag talk, so it went right over you
Aha - bitches is mad
You hate me, but yo bitch is a fan
Now the lil bitch wanna beef with her mans
Go get you some chicken. That's why You a ham
Alright alright, enough bout a hoe
Shittin so much, i need a new roll
Depends me please. I lost control
Gotta new name, call me Lana asshole
Got damn, got damn i did it again
Yea, you cute, but i wanted yo friend
But I'll back. Y'all handle that
I Gotta go run run up them bands
So what you sayin nigga
Thought you was the man nigga
Walk it like you talk it. Throw then muthaf*ckin bands nigga
Tuh, You ain't pop shit, Nigga stop it
Only f*ck with real niggas that bout it
I ain't never been doubted. I'm solid
Leader of the bad bitches you follow
So what you sayin bitch
Quit talkin. Throw them hands bitch
All that sneak dissin get yo muthaf*ckin wig split
Now she forest gump when she run
Nah nah lil bitch here i come
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I ain't Freddy, bitch I'm Jason
He upped the budget
Shit, now we can talk about sumn
You a needy bitch? Or you a real woman
Gave em my cash app when he asked for the number
Check his temp gotta see if he with it
You know niggas be faker than titties
But if you down, then nigga lets get it
You on standby till I'm back in the city
Make this pussy pop pop
Gitchy gitchy ya ya
Call me perky perky, cuz he got it and he couldn't stop
I told em make my lips lock
Baby give me sloppy top
He sucked a bitch souuuuul, now I call the nigga roddy rod
He like that im a freak bitch
Classy, but with all the shits
Sis only f*ck on her back
Big lan gone sit on top of it
I'on remind you of no bitch
They all clowns, and still aint it
I can't tell these hoes apart, somebody tell me which is which
So what you sayin nigga
Thought you was the man nigga
Walk it like you talk it. Throw then muthaf*ckin bands nigga
Tuh, You ain't pop shit, Nigga stop it
Only f*ck with real niggas that bout it
I ain't never been doubted. I'm solid
Leader of the bad bitches you follow
So what you sayin bitch
Quit talkin. Throw them hands bitch
All that sneak dissin get yo muthaf*ckin wig split
Now she forest gump when she run
Nah nah lil bitch here i come
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I ain't Freddy, bitch I'm Jason
Lana LaDonna - What's the Budget? (Freestyle) Lyrics
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What's the budget
Ain't no money? I ain't coming
Gotta settle first, or i ain't doin nun
That's big bag talk, so it went right over you
Aha - bitches is mad
You hate me, but yo bitch is a fan
Now the lil bitch wanna beef with her mans
Go get you some chicken. That's why You a ham
Alright alright, enough bout a hoe
Shittin so much, i need a new roll
Depends me please. I lost control
Gotta new name, call me Lana asshole
Got damn, got damn i did it again
Yea, you cute, but i wanted yo friend
But I'll back. Y'all handle that
I Gotta go run run up them bands
So what you sayin nigga
Thought you was the man nigga
Walk it like you talk it. Throw then muthaf*ckin bands nigga
Tuh, You ain't pop shit, Nigga stop it
Only f*ck with real niggas that bout it
I ain't never been doubted. I'm solid
Leader of the bad bitches you follow
So what you sayin bitch
Quit talkin. Throw them hands bitch
All that sneak dissin get yo muthaf*ckin wig split
Now she forest gump when she run
Nah nah lil bitch here i come
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I ain't Freddy, bitch I'm Jason
He upped the budget
Shit, now we can talk about sumn
You a needy bitch? Or you a real woman
Gave em my cash app when he asked for the number
Check his temp gotta see if he with it
You know niggas be faker than titties
But if you down, then nigga lets get it
You on standby till I'm back in the city
Make this pussy pop pop
Gitchy gitchy ya ya
Call me perky perky, cuz he got it and he couldn't stop
I told em make my lips lock
Baby give me sloppy top
He sucked a bitch souuuuul, now I call the nigga roddy rod
He like that im a freak bitch
Classy, but with all the shits
Sis only f*ck on her back
Big lan gone sit on top of it
I'on remind you of no bitch
They all clowns, and still aint it
I can't tell these hoes apart, somebody tell me which is which
So what you sayin nigga
Thought you was the man nigga
Walk it like you talk it. Throw then muthaf*ckin bands nigga
Tuh, You ain't pop shit, Nigga stop it
Only f*ck with real niggas that bout it
I ain't never been doubted. I'm solid
Leader of the bad bitches you follow
So what you sayin bitch
Quit talkin. Throw them hands bitch
All that sneak dissin get yo muthaf*ckin wig split
Now she forest gump when she run
Nah nah lil bitch here i come
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I ain't Freddy, bitch I'm Jason
Ain't no money? I ain't coming
Gotta settle first, or i ain't doin nun
That's big bag talk, so it went right over you
Aha - bitches is mad
You hate me, but yo bitch is a fan
Now the lil bitch wanna beef with her mans
Go get you some chicken. That's why You a ham
Alright alright, enough bout a hoe
Shittin so much, i need a new roll
Depends me please. I lost control
Gotta new name, call me Lana asshole
Got damn, got damn i did it again
Yea, you cute, but i wanted yo friend
But I'll back. Y'all handle that
I Gotta go run run up them bands
So what you sayin nigga
Thought you was the man nigga
Walk it like you talk it. Throw then muthaf*ckin bands nigga
Tuh, You ain't pop shit, Nigga stop it
Only f*ck with real niggas that bout it
I ain't never been doubted. I'm solid
Leader of the bad bitches you follow
So what you sayin bitch
Quit talkin. Throw them hands bitch
All that sneak dissin get yo muthaf*ckin wig split
Now she forest gump when she run
Nah nah lil bitch here i come
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I ain't Freddy, bitch I'm Jason
He upped the budget
Shit, now we can talk about sumn
You a needy bitch? Or you a real woman
Gave em my cash app when he asked for the number
Check his temp gotta see if he with it
You know niggas be faker than titties
But if you down, then nigga lets get it
You on standby till I'm back in the city
Make this pussy pop pop
Gitchy gitchy ya ya
Call me perky perky, cuz he got it and he couldn't stop
I told em make my lips lock
Baby give me sloppy top
He sucked a bitch souuuuul, now I call the nigga roddy rod
He like that im a freak bitch
Classy, but with all the shits
Sis only f*ck on her back
Big lan gone sit on top of it
I'on remind you of no bitch
They all clowns, and still aint it
I can't tell these hoes apart, somebody tell me which is which
So what you sayin nigga
Thought you was the man nigga
Walk it like you talk it. Throw then muthaf*ckin bands nigga
Tuh, You ain't pop shit, Nigga stop it
Only f*ck with real niggas that bout it
I ain't never been doubted. I'm solid
Leader of the bad bitches you follow
So what you sayin bitch
Quit talkin. Throw them hands bitch
All that sneak dissin get yo muthaf*ckin wig split
Now she forest gump when she run
Nah nah lil bitch here i come
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I ain't Freddy, bitch I'm Jason
Writer: Alana Easterling
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid