(Now who sent you, nigga
Say another motherf*ckin' word and this shit is over
And I ain't playin', nigga)
Yeah, my one lil' bitch come over every Friday
Told the other bitch come over next Friday
Told the other bitch come over Friday after next, ah
Let's get it started, three hoes with me like I'm Pinky at the Christmas party
Shit, I feel like Money Mike,
Smooth-ass nigga, out hear f*ckin' all the Donna types
I love them Donna types, but her sister be beggin' like Felicia
Type a bitch need forty dollars right as soon as you meet her
Hey, Miss Parker, I see ya, can you do to me what you did to the preacher
Like Uncle Elroy House, we got hoes in this bitch, like Big Worm House, we got bows in this bitch
Smokin' roaches with roach in the back of the store, tryna get my mind off these old naggin' ass hoes
Old naggin' ass hoes, can't let them play with me, big bitch freaky, tryna f*ck me like she Baby D
Ayy, I think I'm Baby Joker, countin' all these hunnits in fifties while she bouncin' them titties
A brick bust your head just like Craig did Debo, Mexican plug, dog white, call it Chico
Come up short with his money, no excuses, he don't give a f*ck
Slide down your block, you gon' duck in that pickup truck
My money is smoky, you know what I do to motherf*ckers that owe me
Yeah, it's the principal, next time I see you better have all my money, pal
Yeah, you heard what I said, come and snatch your shit like Debo did that nigga Red
Do a B and E and hit a lick, we can't get paid with that
Take a nigga chain, give a f*ck if his grandma gave him that
Sugar nasty ass gave me some pussy on some thot shit
It hit, but it was hairy just like Damon Mama Toplit
Landlord tried to kick us out, but she can't stop shit
Now where that weed at? Blowing worse than smoke, you think I need to go to rehab
And all I want for Christmas Santa is me two fat bitches
Two bags of weed and some chips to feed my fat bitches
(I'ma tie your monkey ass up)
I got one bitch come over every Friday, other bitch coming over next Friday
Told the other bitch come over Friday after next, ah
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(Now who sent you, nigga
Say another motherf*ckin' word and this shit is over
And I ain't playin', nigga)
Yeah, my one lil' bitch come over every Friday
Told the other bitch come over next Friday
Told the other bitch come over Friday after next, ah
Let's get it started, three hoes with me like I'm Pinky at the Christmas party
Shit, I feel like Money Mike,
Smooth-ass nigga, out hear f*ckin' all the Donna types
I love them Donna types, but her sister be beggin' like Felicia
Type a bitch need forty dollars right as soon as you meet her
Hey, Miss Parker, I see ya, can you do to me what you did to the preacher
Like Uncle Elroy House, we got hoes in this bitch, like Big Worm House, we got bows in this bitch
Smokin' roaches with roach in the back of the store, tryna get my mind off these old naggin' ass hoes
Old naggin' ass hoes, can't let them play with me, big bitch freaky, tryna f*ck me like she Baby D
Ayy, I think I'm Baby Joker, countin' all these hunnits in fifties while she bouncin' them titties
A brick bust your head just like Craig did Debo, Mexican plug, dog white, call it Chico
Come up short with his money, no excuses, he don't give a f*ck
Slide down your block, you gon' duck in that pickup truck
My money is smoky, you know what I do to motherf*ckers that owe me
Yeah, it's the principal, next time I see you better have all my money, pal
Yeah, you heard what I said, come and snatch your shit like Debo did that nigga Red
Do a B and E and hit a lick, we can't get paid with that
Take a nigga chain, give a f*ck if his grandma gave him that
Sugar nasty ass gave me some pussy on some thot shit
It hit, but it was hairy just like Damon Mama Toplit
Landlord tried to kick us out, but she can't stop shit
Now where that weed at? Blowing worse than smoke, you think I need to go to rehab
And all I want for Christmas Santa is me two fat bitches
Two bags of weed and some chips to feed my fat bitches
(I'ma tie your monkey ass up)
I got one bitch come over every Friday, other bitch coming over next Friday
Told the other bitch come over Friday after next, ah
Say another motherf*ckin' word and this shit is over
And I ain't playin', nigga)
Yeah, my one lil' bitch come over every Friday
Told the other bitch come over next Friday
Told the other bitch come over Friday after next, ah
Let's get it started, three hoes with me like I'm Pinky at the Christmas party
Shit, I feel like Money Mike,
Smooth-ass nigga, out hear f*ckin' all the Donna types
I love them Donna types, but her sister be beggin' like Felicia
Type a bitch need forty dollars right as soon as you meet her
Hey, Miss Parker, I see ya, can you do to me what you did to the preacher
Like Uncle Elroy House, we got hoes in this bitch, like Big Worm House, we got bows in this bitch
Smokin' roaches with roach in the back of the store, tryna get my mind off these old naggin' ass hoes
Old naggin' ass hoes, can't let them play with me, big bitch freaky, tryna f*ck me like she Baby D
Ayy, I think I'm Baby Joker, countin' all these hunnits in fifties while she bouncin' them titties
A brick bust your head just like Craig did Debo, Mexican plug, dog white, call it Chico
Come up short with his money, no excuses, he don't give a f*ck
Slide down your block, you gon' duck in that pickup truck
My money is smoky, you know what I do to motherf*ckers that owe me
Yeah, it's the principal, next time I see you better have all my money, pal
Yeah, you heard what I said, come and snatch your shit like Debo did that nigga Red
Do a B and E and hit a lick, we can't get paid with that
Take a nigga chain, give a f*ck if his grandma gave him that
Sugar nasty ass gave me some pussy on some thot shit
It hit, but it was hairy just like Damon Mama Toplit
Landlord tried to kick us out, but she can't stop shit
Now where that weed at? Blowing worse than smoke, you think I need to go to rehab
And all I want for Christmas Santa is me two fat bitches
Two bags of weed and some chips to feed my fat bitches
(I'ma tie your monkey ass up)
I got one bitch come over every Friday, other bitch coming over next Friday
Told the other bitch come over Friday after next, ah
Writer: Danario Barnes, Shawn Burt II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid