My style's unique like a muthafucka This song's for the hoodies & the undercovers Coming through in little ass dresses All up in the pictures Throwing up the "s"'s Showing ass & tits We treat 'em like herbs We pass the bitch Never fall in love with 'em You want some with 'em?
I ain't trippin' homie You can go and fuck with 'em I'm not dealing with emotions With a hoodrat I do what I'm suppose to I'm like the flavor of love I got bitches getting in line That want me to fuck Do I want 'em? do I need 'em? The flip way is how I treat 'em In my hood ain't nothing sweeter First I fuck 'em then I leave 'em
Girl you should roll with me I could be a part of your fantasy Take you to your spot If you want let's go It could be addictive You just don't know I could make you feel good (good, good) I got that shit That'll make you feel good (good, good) I said that shit That'll make you feel
You know I always got it crackin' In a hotel room Chillin' with this bad bitch I bet ya you never seen her before She don't fuck with you Cause you will never leave her alone I don't smoke But I'm fucking with the Hennessy Laughing at the things
That this fine bitch is telling me I love a girl with class That makes me wait For me to get that ass I'm tired of it being so easy 1 phone call Then the girl will come & see me I'm taking over your area Hoes in your city
Already heard of us Come chill with young & the famous All about jewels, diamonds & paper Do I want 'em? do I need 'em? The flip way is how I treat 'em In my hood ain't nothing sweeter First I fuck 'em then I leave 'em
Girl you should roll with me I could be a part of your fantasy Take you to your spot If you want let's go It could be addictive You just don't know
I could make you feel good (good, good) I got that shit That'll make you feel good (good, good) I said that shit That'll make you feel