Cops do the cuffing and chasing, don't do that
Don't want your information, don't do that
Cops do the cuffing and chasing, don't do that
Don't want your information, don't do that
Cops do the cuffing and chasing, don't do that
Don't want your information, don't do that
Trying to hold a conversation, don't do that
I don't do that... why they do that?
X2
Look
Whole lot of niggas, 'bout two or three models
We need a session with strippers and bottles
We be them niggas that's setting 'em trends
Them be them niggas: them niggas that follow
Got us a bottle, still bought us the bottle
Two or three shooters outside in a Tahoe
Need to slow down cause I'm losing myself
Then she sit on my lap and then loosen my belt
High as a kite, jook us a stripper on Saturday night
Tell me the price, I'll pay it all
Next morning after, we hit up the mall
That be the time when them bitches will call
Might be that li'l ho I met from DePaul that I never called
I tell her I'm busy, she call me again
Hang up on her: that's a call from a friend
Her mama had two, I should fuck her li'l twin
Daddy car nice, we should fuck in his Benz
She got her a man, I didn't fuck her again
And she always say him some shit like JNeal the man, but...
I'm coaching, I'm playing, I'm scoring, I'm shooting, the gun can't come out the game
These bitches, they fuck me and suck me and say my name, forever I'm paid
But no, I don't love me no bitch, don't cuff 'em at all, there's none in my game
I'm filling my Swishers with gas, I'm smoking away, relieving my pain
And no, I don't hurt from no bitch, I'm shedding these tears from not getting paid
I'm trying to get chubby and move to Miami, get laid and sell lemonade
This bitch I just met say I?? up, I got head and bust in her face
She thought I was sweet and she asked us some money so I hit the rich homie
Get the fuck out my face
Surrounded by mob, just me and my mobsters
We mobbing
We just mobbing
Bitch