Roger That

I'm in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts Got the Halloween kicks trick or treatin' the clutch Come on n-, is you trickin' or what? Flow, flow tighter than a d- in the butt Just hopped off the plane, came back from Vancouv' Little white tee, some boobs, and bamboo White girls tell me, "Hey Nicki, your camp rules Is that why you get more head than shampoos?" As-Salaam Alaykum, no oink for me And I never let a D-boy boink for free 'Cause it's Barbie, b-, you can join the wave I done penny, nickel, dimed, I done coined the phrase You couldn't beat me there if you had a Lear Indian style court side with a cavalier V.I.P. Rosé, you can have a beer 'Cause honey, when you getting' money, you don't have a care Now r-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger Ha, young black Rico's kill for the C-notes But me though, I'm Jack son b-, uh, Tito She wanna play games but this is not bingo Monopoly, I'm past go, go ahead and deep throat Four-chick foursomes, skin colors mocha Sally and Sonia put the p- on my Totem Pole vault stroke 'em, strike it like bowlin' Now open like you yawnin', it's six in the mornin' Sleepin' on me probably in a coffin I'm hotter than the end of f- August, I'm awesome I'm awesome, repeat it to your grandma and uncles M-mothers, Tyga's no dad but I'm the motherf- Motherf-, this the last supper Look, no hands, I'm a bread cuffer I don't dare love her, I'm a daredevil I don't fear nothin', motherf-, Young Money Now roger that, roger that R-roger that, roger that F- around and never get roger back (I'm goin' in) Fresh off the jet, sharper than Gillette The blunt still wet so pass it like bread We sip side a mug, we call it upset Smoke more than four quarters, we call it sudden death I'm a beast, you a pet AK long neck, key sweat Weezy, motherf- capo in this b- with me Money talks and have a convo' in this b- with me I'm mountain high, Colorado in this b-with me Flow crazy, 7:30, you just 6:50 20 bullets from the chopper take the roof off Laughin' to the bank, I'm a goof ball, hahaha It's YM and we at yo' neck like a violin It's our world, we make it spin and y'all the prey, amen Now roger that, roger that Where Roger at? I heard Rog' a Rat F- around and never get Roger back