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Man I'm having fun Careless, is how I'm livin' (Hhaa) Clothes all black like Ray Charles vision (Ha) Ridin in the whip but the top stay missin' Chain round my neck might blind you when it glisten (woo) Oh lawd, look at this nigga My wallet was skinny but watch it grow bigger (HA) I'm sippin and trippin on all of this liquor Girls gon' wild, now you got the picture uh Let the bass go ham in the trunk man Shawty got her legs open lookin like the Jumpman (What) Haters gettin' jealous cause the girl that I'm with (Huh) Versace condom when I'm fucking my bitch uhhhhh It's Red Planet on the beat hoe (Beat hoe) Fresh kicks yeah I got em on my feet tho (Feet tho) I see a fly shawty standing next to me Take her to the hotel, blow me like a referee What it is What it be Step up in the club got the hos on me (On me) Uh, designer clothes on me My weed always loud never staying low key uh What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) Step up in the club and got the hos on me Too much drinks gotta watch my step Ego so big I inspire myself You know me I go harder than the gravel Ballin' on these niggas I ain't even gotta travel Run through hoes like a hurdle Stay with more green than all the Ninja Turtles I be all about the money get paiiiddd (Get paidd) I'm with a new chick everydayyy (Everydayy) Double Ds, what size is that Take your girl pussy and I want fries with that (HA) Hit her once, never call her back Throw the pussy to the homie like a quarterback VIP grab a bottle got a bottle got my own table Drink everything straight talking black label You know the girls gon' follow right Call the homies then we do the same tomorrow night What it is What it be Step up in the club got the hos on me (On me) Uh, designer clothes on me My weed always loud never staying low key uh What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) Step up in the club and got the hos on me What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) Step up in the club and got the hos on me Ok the bottles they poppin And then the panties be droppin We outchea here in the party And bitch you know we ain't stoppin Had too much to drink I might have a concussion Always turn up my nigga it don't matter who watchin' uhh Goin hard, I ain't new to this A nigga so fly yeah I need a stewardees Everywhere I go I hear Veeno be killin' shit The verse ain't physical but I know you be feelin' it I ball bitch, James Harden Only hoes you got, chilling in your garden Did a couple show a nigga bout to stack his riches Did a couple hos a nigga bout to stack his bitches Never been a fake one (Fake one) Been the same since day (Day one) Gettin' money, that's all I know Crowd getting turn up at every show What it is What it be Step up in the club got the hos on me (On me) Uh, designer clothes on me My weed always loud never staying low key uh What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) Step up in the club and got the hos on me What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) Step up in the club and got the hos on me What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) What it is (What it is) What it be (What it be) Step up in the club and got the hos on me
Writer(s): Sahr Yongai Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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