Annoying (feat. T.I.)

I just made a hundred I just made a hundred I just made a hundred I just made a hundred This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle Right back to the money, you know how I play it I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin' Lyin' on my name, you know what you sayin' In and out the streets, they treat me like royalty These bitches cannot spell 'loyalty' I dropped a bag on my lawyer fee Way before these engineers was recordin' me Sorry boo, can't give you all of me Pardon me, you just want me 'cause I'm hot When I was dead broke couldn't get you to stop Now that I'm on you done turned to a thot, why? I started off with a pot Picked up the backend and went got me a spot Head on a swivel, I know niggas plot I'm checkin' every car that slide through the block Five-fifty with the S in the front I just got the best head of the month Saved her number under "Man-eater" And I ain't get her from the 'Gram neither Caught her in traffic, she bent it over like she teachin' yoga Or she used to be in gymnastics Either way I cannot pass it, I'm bringing cash in She wanna FaceTime and text, I just want some neck I ain't got respect Hit it on the couch, hit it on the steps Put it in your mouth, I'ma make a mess I just made a hundred This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle Right back to the money, you know how I play it I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin' Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' They just paid me a hundred This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle Right back to the money, you know how I play it I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin' Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' Ridin' red Ford, in the greg lord Every time she see me I'm in rare form Bet she do it for a pair of Air Jordans In the mornin', send her get her hair done On the highway, bet her head goin' Up and down sloppily, hope no one watchin' me Tell my daddy, I'm fulfilling his prophecy Hundred fifty million, ain't no one stoppin' me Watch your convo when you talk to me Make me think you plottin', tryna possibly follow me Lay on me, just like them robbers be Out your damn mind, you just gotta be You gon' get shot This dope boy academy, Big Skoob Where you certainly can get your issue Can't fit your feet in them, they big shoes Man we countin' these hundreds And switching up numbers like yeah yeah I just made a hundred This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle Right back to the money, you know how I play it I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin' Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' They just paid me a hundred This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle Right back to the money, you know how I play it I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin' Lying on my name, you know what you sayin'