Sucio (feat. O.T. Genasis, Kap G & Trinidad Jame$) - L.A. Leakers

I've been thinkin' 'bout a couple of things, girl Legs open, I just wanna get between, girl Love the way you move your body like that (Turn up!) Ooh damn girl that ass so fat Back it up, come and ride like a car, girl Throw it back like it fell in your yard, girl Go hard 'cause I know you got a kid, girl Let these mothafuckas know who he is, girl So bad she got you trippin' Don't fuck with him, he ain't tippin' (He broke!) If he lookin' and he don't pay Don't dance, baby girl, just wait Love to watch you on that pole, girl Firefighter, watch you on that pole, girl Hit a split, love to watch you go This girl puttin' on a show So now I got a couple 1's with me She lookin' good, this girl is bae, yeah she the one for me I got some racks and told the waiter bring some 1's to me She lookin' good, this girl is bae, yeah she the one for me I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (Turn up!) Now gon' bust it open, bust it open (Pop, Pop) Bust it open (Turn up!), bust it open (pop, pop) I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it I keep wakin' up with these strippers I keep tellin' myself I'm gon' change They keep sendin' me these naked pictures And I'm about to get 'em all framed Lord I know she ain't perfect And I know she off the chain But every time she disappear I'm stuck here like David Blaine Hide her tears when I make it rain Dancin' so long but never made enough Fuck with me, she'll never dance again Fuck with me, we're never breakin' up Get your cash, get your bread Shake your ass on your head Remember when you fell off that pole? I signed your cast on your leg But you've got much better since then I guess that pole dancin' class worked I guess that yoga class paid off You got them hoes mad at work And your lil' cousin, she don't dance She count your money and hold your purse Say you only dance to my songs That's a gift and a curse I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (Turn up!) Now gon' bust it open, bust it open (Pop, pop) Bust it open (Turn up!), bust it open (Pop, pop) I love the way you do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

Mustard on the beat hoe Big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Mr. big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Got OG, got ziplocks Got rollies, no tick-tocks (Tick-tocks) Big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Mr. big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Got OG, got ziplocks Got rollies, no tick-tocks Big watch, big chain, big strap (Strap) Beef, I'ma put you in a box Big Mac (Bap) Big Ghost, got cream on the seats (Seat) Tryna figure who I'm gonna fuck this week (Yeah) Coke man, move weight like Tony (Tony) Heard niggas trippin', so I'm bringin all the homies Bands up, yeah my pockets so thick (Thick) Cash, and I got a good credit score bitch Crackin' nigga, where you from Musama ('Sama) Them niggas talk, but they never do nothin' (Wassup) Niggas hate, 'cause they thought that I was done (Nah) Platinum back to back, motherfucker I'm the one (Yeah) Big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Mr. big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Got OG, got ziplocks Got rollies, no tick-tocks (Tick-tocks) Big Shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Mr. big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Got OG, got ziplocks Got rollies, no tick-tocks Pull up, niggas like who dat (Dat) Outfit drip, might slip, move back I'ma block boy, you can tell by the scar (Scar) Call you Blockbuster, 'cause you renting your car See you fuckin wit, oh no, not me (Me) Gimme that hat, oh hoe, top me (What) Tip no less than a hunnid when I eat (Eat) Bitch on Snap show the R in my seats (Yeah) Big check, don't show no sweat One hit wonder, I ain't fell off yet Payment? Hell naw, I'm rich C-O-D-S-Elliot, bitch Big Shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Mr. big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Got OG, got ziplocks Got rollies, no tick-tocks (Tick-tocks) Big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Mr. big shot Mr. big shot (Shot) Got OG, got ziplocks Got rollies, no tick-tocks

Oh no, no, no, no No, no, no, no Oh yeah Dolla $ign Oh no, no, no, yeah I just got back in town She didn't want me then, she want me now 911 turbo, I'm stoned and Everything fast, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real For real! I'm for real, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real Pull up on her real slow Just so she can see me comin' I just had to let her know I'm for real, I'm for real Pull up on her real slow Just so she can see me comin' I just had to let her know I'm for real, I'm for real For real! Let's go Ooh yeah-eah For real! For real! Let's go Ooh yeah-eah Ooh yeah-eah I had to swerve on that bitch like my dawg Makonnen Nah this is not a rental, lil' bitch I own it Had to boss up on 'em cause I'm young and I'm rich I got niggas still hatin' on me, ain't that a bitch? Wonder how I got so many shows And got so many hoes, but still got time for yours Puttin' up all the time Like why should I stop? I'm always on my grind I'm for real, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real For real! I'm for real, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real Pull up on her real slow Just so she can see me comin' I just had to let her know I'm for real, I'm for real Pull up on her real slow Just so she can see me comin' I just had to let her know I'm for real, I'm for real For real! Let's go Ooh yeah-eah On my grind 'Bout the dollar sign like my bro Ty Always first class when I have to fly In them new jets, you ain't seen it yet Rookie year, ballin' like a fuckin' vet Ballin' like a fuckin' vet Rookie year, ballin' like a fuckin' vet Ballin' like a fuckin' vet Everything fast, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real For real! I'm for real, I'm for real I'm for real, I'm for real Pull up on her real slow Just so she can see me comin' I just had to let her know I'm for real, I'm for real Pull up on her real slow Just so she can see me comin' I just had to let her know I'm for real, I'm for real For real!

I know, I know, you been waitin' all night It's alright, I know what you wanna get full of I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up Pull up right on your bumper More like right on that dump truck Nah, you ain't lookin' for no butler You a bad bitch, lookin' for some tough love But I ain't gon' chase, not a hunter Back then used to pull up in a Honda Now I don't pull up if it ain't valet Hood nigga lost in the valley What you sayin', what you sayin' When I pull off, no these bitches ain't stayin' They ain't with me, these niggas just stains It's a after party, tell me where you stayin' I know, I know, you been waitin' all night It's alright, I know what you wanna get full off I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up Heartbreak, see that's my game Niggas want beef, I tell 'em relax that plate [?] and the plane smash into the altitude But they start servin' drinks in the main cabin Grew up in the streets, if it ain't action Niggas couldn't go to sleep at night, we been action 2-2-3 thru a bullet wound Got some bullet wounds stretched from my bullet wound Niggas think they butterfly, I make 'em cocoon I know, I know, you been waitin' all night It's alright, I know what you wanna get full of I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up Goin' in, more bars than a lifer Send a text, bet she pull up like a diaper Hyper, active, balin' no practice Smokin' on sherbert, we don't smoke cactus Pull up anytime, yeah still will, under still Tryna Ink the Kid like Ill Will But I'm, self-made, self-paid my nigga Put my homies on the payroll and paid my niggas HBK my nigga, we the wave, we the wave my nigga Brought the whole Bay back, we did it Makin' good with decisions so I decided to get it So if you lookin' for me then you pull up wit it I know, I know, you been waitin' all night It's alright, I know what you wanna get full off I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up, pull up I'm bout to pull up