Hole In a Cup

Aye, Big Texas Aye, look out They don't like how I came through dripping like a hole in a cup Everything Texas when I'm rolling it up Bitch throw it back, whatchu holding it for By the end of the night I be folding you up Hoe on my line, she been blowing me up Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch True on one thing is nigga I ain't gon' touch On my way to the block, you was waiting on a bus Everybody armed, where the bows at I'm welcome everywhere like a doormat But back to the script, where the hoes at And gon' put that ass where the floor at When I'm gone in this bitch ain't no catching up Ain't gon' lie this hoe green as a 7UP I was addressing this pressure, no letting up Let me hit from the back in these Ethika's I can tell she was tipsy and knowing she with it I gave her a minute to handle her business So fuck with a swap, I'ma go in the city Bro lookin for her, he dont know that she missing Be mine for the night, we ain't catchin no feelings Ain't nothing but haymakers whenever I hit it And we on the way, she so anxious to get it You fine but sit back before we get a ticket Fuck a wave, I don't know how to surf Get this hoe, she on me like a shirt Unemployed but I put her to work Put that 40 up under your skirt And you been in my face since the moment you came That ain't no issue go do your lil' thang Fuck with a Crip and you wont be the same I hit her once and she, aye They don't like how I came through dripping like a hole in a cup Everything Texas when I'm rolling it up Bitch throw it back, whatchu holding it for By the end of the night I be folding you up Hoe on my line, she been blowing me up Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch True on one thing is nigga I ain't gon' touch On my way to the block, you was waiting on the bus They don't like how I came through dripping like a hole in a cup Everything Texas when I'm rolling it up Bitch throw it back, whatchu holding it for By the end of the night I be folding you up Hoe on my line, she been blowing me up Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch True on one thing is nigga I ain't gon' touch On my way to the block, you was waiting on the bus