Double cup, styrofoam, pour it up
And she look bad in the maybach truck
Bubble butt, cost ten, lift it up
LSD tabs, sticky stuff on her tongue
Twenty-five hundred, yea we tax for the tuss
Five percent tint on the wind, it's a must
Audemars Piguet on my wrist, not much
Got a couple back home and they picking up dust
Whole lot of rocks in the bust down
Went and copped ten then I went and got, psh, I'm up
Bad lil' thottie came back to the crib, want eat me up
Back of the bach, she a slut
Pointers on us ain't picking up rust
Said she want love, but the bitch want lust
Kam came home, caught a body, then he went
Got his hit money, went and got rich, like up
Damn
I be lookin' like damn what the fuck?
We pull up in that i8, that roadster, that cullinan
We gon' pop out in that truck
Blue tint windows I'm fuckin' it up
Choppa on me, I'm bussin' it up
He had made lot of money, then spent it on jewelry
Now that lil' boy out of luck
We gon' put that lil' boy in a hearse
It's like 25 racks for a verse
Shit like 25 racks for her purse
Pull out 25 racks, I'ma splurge
Bitch it's me, give a fuck what you heard
All this money came in, it ain't hurt
Like it's london, no tipton, I'm Juice Scotty Pippen
I fuck 'round and pop me a perc'
Double cup, styrofoam pour it up
And she look bad in the maybach truck
Bubble butt, cost ten lift it up
LSD tabs sticky stuff on her tongue
Twenty-five hundred, yea, we tax for the tuss
Five percent tint on the wind, it's a must
Audemars Piguet on my wrist, not much
Got a couple back home, and they picking up dust
Whole lot of rocks in the bust down
Went and copped ten, then I went and got, psh, I'm up
Bad lil' thottie came back to the crib, want eat me up
Back of the bach. she a slut
Pointers on us ain't picking up rust
Said she want love, but the bitch want lust
Kam came home, caught a body, then he went
Got his hit money, went and got rich, like up