(Fuck you) fuck you, come up here then Oh, wow, big pussy You guys ready? Yo, yo Shut your bitch ass up, nigga (uh) Fuck you to anyone that claim that they got me (uh) When my heart was low, it turn to kami-kamikaze Respect was takin' back my gallery, I'm finna spaz (yeah) The truth is everything we need, can we agree with that? (Yeah) The group is over without being on the album (huh) I'm back and ready, Ciarán had to bring it out me (huh) I love to hate but these days I'ma keep it classy (huh) Niggas I made, I love to see them boys surpass me (huh) Flava Flav with the way we keep it nasty (huh) Jesus my Savior, own my masters like Master P I can't explain it, dawg, you know it's how magic be You gotta bring it if you gettin' on a track with me This shit a classic, ain't even been out a week The show is over nigga, please stop harassing me Stop asking me, it's bad enough for me to deal with this tragedy On my own (on my own, on my own, on my own) What? On my what? Oh, no, no, don't, no Listen to me nigga Ooh, boy, you still a bitch boy, you ain't doin' shit boy This that murder shit, boy, this that learn to destroy The label needed 35 minutes of music It's the true shit, faggot nigga out of Houston Doin', whatever the fuck I'm 'posed to do, yeah Moshing at the shows, surprised we ain't get sued yet Crowds go loco, we lean into their amusement After shows taking photos with all the new fans I don't roll solo, need the crew to maneuver Through the loose and dark and stupid kinda movements Injectin' hope into a generation of a lotta lonely motherfuckers sick of waiting We ain't taking all them punches to the fucking faces Just to let some fuck niggas come around and say some fake shit My everyday lifestyle ain't nothin' but a hustle Can't nobody tell me shit, I made it out the jungle My everyday lifestyle ain't nothing but a hustle Gamble, slinging, doing stick-ups, nobody move a muscle My everyday lifestyle ain't nothing but a hustle Gamble, slinging, doing stick-ups, nobody move a muscle

Once upon a time in the land of fever, there lived a scarlet pussy This kitty cat of fine descent, was cherished by her mother Who wouldn't let another, pet her, unless he was qualified Every 1st of the month this pretty feline got the hots And that's when the neighborhood (D-d-dogs) They'd line up around the block Meow When my little scarlet feline roars The locals come around (Come Around) When they see the scarlet light They know it's time to come chase her down (Chase her down) Lo and behold the fantastical way In which their bodies groove My scarlet pussy's furry magic alters any mood Scarlet Pussy (It's cool) Scarlet Pussy Pussycat, pussycat Wherefore art thou, puppy? She can make you crazy if you're too close to her heat She can make you sad when you're happy as can be She can make you shoot your ego all over her sheets All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy Every dog would try his lines To get pussy's attention All they want is so exposed In ways too gross to mention (Eew!) Green virgin teenager A filthy rich yuppie Pussycat pussycat Wherefore art thou puppy? Scarlet Pussy She can make you crazy if you're too close to her heat She can make you sad when you're happy as can be She can make you shoot your ego all over your sheets All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy Meow Now what's going on? Oh, no, man, look out! Somebody come get this meow-meow of my leg! Meow Scarlet Pussy Pussycat pussycat Wherefore art thou, puppy? Meow She can make you crazy if you're too close to her heat She can make you sad when you're happy as can be She can make you shoot your ego all over her sheets All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy She can make you happy, she can make you sad She can make you crazy (Crazy) She can make you shiver from your head down to your feet She can make you shoot your ego all over her sheets (Oh!) She can make you crazy if you're too close to her heat She can make you sad when you're happy as can be She can make you shoot your ego all over her sheets All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy

Yeah, Latto, uh Girls, you can't do what the guys do (We can do what y'all do) And still be a lady (and still be a lady) Girls, you can't do what the guys do (always worrying about some pussy) And still be a lady (look, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh) Nigga, who is you to clock pussy? Could barely pop pussy Niggas kiss and tell like that shit is not pussy Who is you to bash pussy? Our sweet ass pussy Tell 'em how you couldn't make me climax, pussy Buy that man my respect, while he paints me as crazy Y'all sexualize lesbians for y'all entertainment They engagin' in gossip live from they mama basement If you don't get a pussy up, then they'll take it (fuck it) Your misogynistic ways show the size of your dick (what?) Seen with the opposite sex and just decide that he hit it (uh) I ain't your property bitch, get mad and call me a bitch (uh) And if he make you split rent, then he prolly a bitch Girls, you can't do what the guys do And still be a lady Girls, you can't do why the guys do (guys do) And still be a lady (whoa-oh) Yeah, Latto, uh I can't do the insecure shit Better be a man if you want me to act like your bitch All up in them comments (yeah) Talkin' 'bout some pussy that you'll never touch Fuck you and your double standards Pussy ain't for you to judge Ay, pussy nigga scared of monogamy How you prolly pimpin' if you got a lot of me? The gender roles, y'all projecting the hypocrisy Half of y'all pussy niggas owe your mama an apology (ha) How you ain't got a pussy, but got a penis on pussy That's pussy My ovaries ain't for you to bully Y'all the reason we make music Teaching bitches how to use it (yeah) Speak up and they gon' defend the abuser These niggas losers Girls, you can't do what the guys do (always tellin' how they want a bitch on her shit) And still be a lady (y'all can't even, y'all can't even handle a boss bitch) Girls, you can't do what the guys do (ego bigger than yo' dick) And still be a lady (Ha) whoa-oh (yeah) (Still be a lady) Girls, you can't do what the guys do And still be a lady Girls, you can't do what the guys do And still be a lady Whoa-oh, oh-oh

Aye. Who that in the Lambo? That's the Last King boy, haan? Last King Records takin' over for the 2016 'till forever I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna Rolex, mo' sex T-Raww, gon' flex Bad bitches Ass, chest Rich niggas, no stress Smoke when I wanna Ball when I wanna Fuck who I wanna Everything a hundred My cars diamond diamond Still minks in the summer Ice in my grill Tattoos on my stomach Yeah, she break it down Break break it down I'm in the court Talkin' chat, choppers style Yeah that choppers style Chit chat choppers style We lived a lot Nigga we on a loud Ugh private jet Bubble legs Super famous don't need no press Imma hot boy shout out Weezy baby If your man is low Nigga, you should pay em I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna Homie we talkin' a lot She be frontin' a lot Wanna pull up on the block Bitches rubbin' their twat I'm in the car with a vibe Yeah that car goes a lot Now she fuckin' a lot Yeah we fuckin' a lot Now she rubbin' my cock Yeah we hug in the block Put your face in my watch Yeah that's chrono watch All ice I got hella how's believe me Tell 'em bitches pimpin' ain't easy I'm on top with the top down One knock with the sugar and I'm sauced out I'm hot now Played with fire, I ain't never drown Ballin' out number 1 With assist now Big hits, mo' rich New car, new bitch I'm a hot boy, free B.G Free to Carter V, let your streets eat I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna

Uh-oh I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid) You know how many bitches thugged out off the liquor? Straight tequila shots, so it's fuckin' up my liver Shoutout 800, that's my motherfuckin' hitter That's my killer, that's my dawg, that's my motherfuckin' nigga Nigga, we ain't friendly, we don't conversate with opps On that gang shit, but we done made it off the block Fuckin' on your bitch, she was actin' like a bop That's why them busty niggas hate me, off top Fuck Clark Kent, we ain't into savin' hoes We be playin' with money, y'all playin' with y'all nose My bitch rich, she gon' pull up in a Rolls With that Off-White on and some all white toes Lamborghini black, Maybach and a Rari' Westside shit, might pull up on Harley T-Raww got the snow bunnies goin' gnarly House niggas, y'all ain't never outside, sorry I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid) I don't fuck rats no more, I'm at the top (top) Send me the addy, you know it's gon' pop (pop) Bitch, take a look at the sip and don't flock (flock) She bouncin' on my dick, man, this bitch got hops Uh, money in my palm and her pussy got my hand on it Got a lil' tired, then I-, (what?), put my man on it Trampoline green, how the bitch just land on it? Treat the beat like a treadmill, how I ran on it Dun-dun, dun-dun, da-da-dun-dun Niggas don't sleep, I'm a beast where I'm from Popped in a Tesla, put it on her tongue (ugh) Platinum in my teeth and it cost a honey bun (sweet) Jack in the box, tell these clowns that it's up (it's up) Niggas actin' tough (tough), I'ma call bluff I ain't talkin' 'bout the DJ, but I had enough (nigga) And this ain't for the radio, keep this shit rough, nigga I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid) I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops We goin' platinum, baby Yeah, we be goin' platinum without bein' thorough 4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid)

Walk up on this bitch with a hundred grand Two rollies on my arm, another hundred grand Bitch, let the money burn, nigga no tan Got a young bitch, fucking doing what she can she can! Pop killa King Kong killa' T-Raw the real deal thrilla in Manila Make a bitch pop (pop) Pills 'till it's dinna' She a fucking nympho, that's why I fuck with her Whistle while you twerk pussy singers all up in the club throwing up middle fingers If you try snitch turn a bitch to a hanger Lay your shit out, now you're planking, you're planking I'm saying! One two and the bitch came Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that my shit bang? Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch One two and the bitch came Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch All these hoes know my damn name She don't give brain, that's a damn shame I don't find the shit funny like soul plane Put ice on my wrist like the shit is praying I'm just riding around getting it... two chains Last King, Y.M.C.M gang Everything dope bitch where the Novocain Bitchs saying I'm the bomb, oh man Blow the pussy up, heir to the sex game! Roll 8, make them bitches bend they back for laxed she gonna spaz Make a scene like she act Act stupid take a cab, oh you broke, oh your bad? I don't cuff hoes they just follow my command I'm saying One two and the bitch came Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that my shit bang? Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch One two and the bitch came Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch All these hoes know my damn name Lift that ass up, up And bring that ass down, down Bring that ass up, up Shake that ass to the ground One two and the bitch came Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that my shit bang? Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch One two and the bitch came Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch Pop pop pop Pop it bitch All these hoes know my damn name

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Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty Ah, yeah bitch make it nasty Tongue on the throat while the other bitch gaggin' Bottles in the basket pills in the plastic She gonna do drugs but we don't do acid Fuckin' on the mattress, hear the bed spring Ain't nothin' better, it's the best thing Got a China bitch, straight from Beijing Pussy so tight all she do is scream Oh, bend it over make it touch your toe I like how she make it go around around the pole Hoes, ah, open close I like when my bitches don't wear no clothes Is hot up in this muthafucka' we, we, we low Gangstas in this muthafucka we got this ho T, T, T-Raw when I walk in the door Bitches they know, yeah bitches they know, ah Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty Ah, yeah nigga I'm a star Stack some black you can use the black car Pull up, hop out, vallet the car 'Bout to go big got bitches galore Tippin' on this bitch, just drop it to the floor I like blowjobs she could be my employee (back it up) And I put it in her back door now it's lights out (lights out) like Roy (Roy) Jones, Jr., T-Raw the ruler, slicker than a gold patch gold chain cubic Poke til it's bruisin' dick on punta gimme gimme chocha get it like OJ, ah Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty Tap, tap, tap that ass make it nasty Tap, tap, tap that ass make it nasty Tap, tap, tap that ass make it nasty Clap, clap, clap that ass make it nasty Clap, clap, clap that ass make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop, drop it on the bench make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop, pop it on the bitch make it nasty