歌词

One time, one time, one time
(I like it) ayy-ayy
Little ass bitch, to a bitch too bogus
Bitch too bogus, on my mama, she know me
We passin' (ayy, ayy)

Ayy, bitch (bitch), my dough come first
Ain't I the worst? You can get it in the church
Had to shoot a nigga to continue spittin' verse
They like, "Kony, don't shoot", I got 30 round burst

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Uh, I bob and weave and
Whip got a tuck just to throw my yeek in (bitch)
I'm with geekin', that give me a reason
If a nigga actin' cutthroat, it's gon' start bleedin'

Red Mob, we the fuckin' mob, oh my fuckin' God
Another nigga step on these kicks, he gettin' fuckin' robbed
Pimp hoes, what a job, I should have a blog
Niggas thinkin' all I do is rap 'til I show the rod

Ice walk all on my neck
Ain't got a Patek unless I steal one from Nef
I shoot at the ref 'cause any nigga knows best
When we stumble in this bitch
You better all break your necks on the set, nigga

Hoe, you better come correct, nigga
'Cause I ain't into writin' checks, these is fees I collect, nigga
Got her runnin' out of breath, nigga
New Kony costs ten, nothin' more, nothin' less, nigga

I get cream, I get cheese (cheese)
What I don't need is a broke bitch dreams
I get cream (cream), I get cheese (cheese)
What I don't need is a broke bitch dreams

We got all slugs when we walk up in the club
Suckers hatin', but they still showin' love, okay?
I ride around with our tint on Blood
Way you throw that ass on me, I have Stunna throw you dub, okay?

I get dough 27 ways (27 ways)
You can put it on God, still have you on the blade (bitch)
No, I'm not a pimp, I just run plays
Why the fuck would we fight?
Blood, the county is the only place I run fades

Gu-gun blaze, hit him out of bounds if he run faith
Kony always geekin' when the G stands for One Gang
Upgrade, have the hooker jumpin' hurdles
If her baby daddy tweakin', I'ma throw him Ninja Turtles

My feng shui get me far, you'll see one day
Never been a snitch, I can guarantee my son ain't (son ain't)
I ain't never fold, I can guarantee my gun ain't (bitch)
You was goin' to school, I was chillin' where the sun ain't, ayy

Hoe, you better come correct, nigga
'Cause I ain't into writin' checks, these is fees I collect, nigga
Got her runnin' out of breath, nigga
New Kony costs ten, nothin' more, nothin' less, nigga

I get cream, I get cheese (ayy, ayy)
What I don't need is a broke bitch dreams
I get cream, I get cheese (ayy, uh)
What I don't need is a broke bitch dreams

(I like it...)

Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Christian Allen Thomas

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