CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 305
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Look
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred b*t*hes that's down, ready to f**k
She said she wanna be about ten
I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you sh*t unless you suckin all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pu**y
The lil' n***a f**ked around, n***a, I swear
She came out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt"
She just put up with mad work, yeah
You worried 'bout the wrong thing
That's bad work, it's 'bout thе cash first
When you down, we run up that shower
Brеak it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You can't put me first, that's backwards
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred b*t*hes that's down, ready to f**k
She said she wanna be about ten
I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you sh*t unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pu**y
The lil' n***a f**ked around, n***a, I swear
Look, ion really f**k wit’ broke b*t*hes cause they talk too much
Once I hit it you can’t f**k her cause I make it cost too much
Mix the 42 wit Henny than roll up a pack of Runtz
Big body fit like 3 bodies in the back of the trunk
She say papi bring that cash in
Get her whatever she ask yea
Louie bag hold the mac 10
White shooters like the Mavericks
I’m big on iTunes you could look me up
Never flash it keep the blicky tucked
Look at my b*t*h and he gettin’ touched
She make me dinner she cook it up
Santa Mahgratita wit' the Pasta
I be with the apes and the mobsters
Talkin’ real hot now who shot ya
I'm a bad boy big poppa
It’s Baby Capo and Pop Smoke
f**k love since my heart froze
Thot b*t*h left my heart broke
Yea, Yea
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred b*t*hes that's down, ready to f**k
She said she wanna be about ten
I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you sh*t unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pu**y
The lil' n***a f**ked around, n***a, I swear
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Look
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred b*t*hes that's down, ready to f**k
She said she wanna be about ten
I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you sh*t unless you suckin all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pu**y
The lil' n***a f**ked around, n***a, I swear
She came out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt"
She just put up with mad work, yeah
You worried 'bout the wrong thing
That's bad work, it's 'bout thе cash first
When you down, we run up that shower
Brеak it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You can't put me first, that's backwards
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred b*t*hes that's down, ready to f**k
She said she wanna be about ten
I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you sh*t unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pu**y
The lil' n***a f**ked around, n***a, I swear
Look, ion really f**k wit’ broke b*t*hes cause they talk too much
Once I hit it you can’t f**k her cause I make it cost too much
Mix the 42 wit Henny than roll up a pack of Runtz
Big body fit like 3 bodies in the back of the trunk
She say papi bring that cash in
Get her whatever she ask yea
Louie bag hold the mac 10
White shooters like the Mavericks
I’m big on iTunes you could look me up
Never flash it keep the blicky tucked
Look at my b*t*h and he gettin’ touched
She make me dinner she cook it up
Santa Mahgratita wit' the Pasta
I be with the apes and the mobsters
Talkin’ real hot now who shot ya
I'm a bad boy big poppa
It’s Baby Capo and Pop Smoke
f**k love since my heart froze
Thot b*t*h left my heart broke
Yea, Yea
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred b*t*hes that's down, ready to f**k
She said she wanna be about ten
I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you sh*t unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pu**y
The lil' n***a f**ked around, n***a, I swear
