Tekst piosenki
She wanna let me tax it, but i ain’t uncle sam
Baby girl this your song
Tell the DJ play your jam
Keep them bottle coming
We gone need about 100
Dem niggas acting tough
They can get it they want it
All night, all night, Yeah, we gone do this all night
Tell them hater-ass niggas we gone do this all night
[Verse 1]
Niggas spending what i made today in this bitch
I can buy what i want cause I’m paid in this bitch
Man, hating ass niggas throwing shade in this bitch
All my niggas get to marching yeah parade in this bitch
Hold up…hold …up
G-A-N-G, yeah, im a member (gang gang)
Whats this around my neck? (what?)
Oh, thats just december …. (Burr)
My jewelry cold, my flow colder (yuhh)
Shit I use to run them number off the motorola (chirp)
Talking’ old school, man, that was pager time (beep beep)
All my niggas shooting shit, like they pagers prime (333)
VIP, we came in here, and we gone ball tonight (kobe)
Baby girl send them bottles over here on ice
Ace rat? Never test that
Ace back bigger better and I want to get my ex back
Fuck you and your riff riff
Brown sugar up in here i need my bitch back
[hook]
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