CashMoneyAP

(Chapo)

CashMoney, CashMoney, yeah, yeah

Long days up on the block, a nigga got a suntan

I′m looking back upon my past, a nigga came from nothin'

These niggas say they wanna blast me, but that Glocky on me

You run up on me, kill your bitch ass then I′ll shoot your homie

The way I'm feelin', I′ve been feelin′ like a star

Need to slow down on the drugs, keep poppin' these bars

I got about four cars up in the garage

And I can′t even drive, but them bitches push start (Ayy)

Gucci stripe backpack, choppa bullets, rat-ta-tat

Bad yellow bitch eatin' dick like a Rap Snack

Her pussy on fat-fat, you know I′ma hit that

She said she never had a orgasm, I'ma fix that

Bitch, I′m married to the game, I would never get a prenup

My bitch, she playing with my balls, call her Serena

I be beating the pussy up just like Ike did Tina

She turned my dick white 'cause that bitch was a creamer

She off of X pills, Perkys, Roxys, and the Molly

And I like the way she move her body

She gave me head in the backseat of the Maserati

Baby ride me

She like the way I ride the beat

Ride me

Baby, get on top of me, yeah

You was at the school and I was at the bank

I be smoking opps and you be smoking dank

And, bitch, I keep a gun, bitch, you keep a shank

And you know that I'm a shooter, that′s how I got my name

I got way too many bitches, mane, it′s looking like a pageant

She can't speak no English, but that bitch, she call me daddy

Just like a plane, if I see the oppositions, then I′m crashing

This chopper sang, make him dance like that nigga Michael Jackson

Ayy, I'm a glizzy toter, like a notebook, I′ma fold her

She was slurpin' on my dick like she drinking on some soda

That bitch, she love giving brain, yeah, you know that I control her

She got a big ol′ onion booty, so I told her bend it over

When I hit her from the back, had that bitch screaming Crip (Crip)

'Cause when I get done she gon' walk with a limp

Lotta niggas came with me like the slaves on the ship

And my trap going dumb, doing acrobatic flips (Ayy, uh)

I got this Glocky up in my pocket and I′ma pop it

She popping Molly, she off a Molly, she give me noggin

I′m off a Roxy, I'm codeine bopping, I′m codeine bopping

The coldest nigga in the game so you know I'm never stopping

She drinking Hennessy

She popping Xannies

She always on her knees

That′s why her nigga can't stand me, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Uh-huh

Uh-huh (Yeah, yeah)