Some More Ones (feat. Bad Lucc & Kool John)

I don't know anything lil' mama tryna' give that thang to me (Yeah I need some more ones) Every show but I know one thing I for sho' sho' sho' gon' see (Yeah I need some more ones, ones, ones, ones, ones) Give that thang to me (Yeah I need some more ones, ones, ones, ones, ones) I for sho' sho' sho' gon' see (Yeah I need some more ones) Guess I'm back to the ATM Back up in the spot they go crazy in Bitch shake ass like a professional Ho wipe me down, oh you don't like me now Psh, please, give me 5 feet, hard as concrete When I'm on beats, niggas on freeze You know what I'm talkin' 'bout ay? That's the catch phrase, niggas hate and they catch fades Heartbreak gang ho, goin' mango Get it from the back make you say my name ho Hah hah, shabooyah, roll call I'm too hot Racked up, Ghar Mula Stupid cold, I'm cooler, cooler Niggas losers, I hustle and maneuver She don't know what to do first Is it give me bread, give me head, or both You know I'm gettin' bread for days so make a toast Yeah I'm toast deaf, fades I catch Smoke five Js 'fore I eat my breakfast Knees that toast, I gets them loafs Ho I got girth, you gon' feel these strokes Baby I'm the nigga, go head ask about me Come chill with the stars, get to astronautin' Bend it over and clap it for me Then rock the mic, yeah I love to see the mouth work Broad bands now give your boy the concert The bomb squad, but we bomb first Want me in your grass beads, mow the lawn first Turn it up you a fool with that knob work No soda, no coin, but I make a dime squirt Granted, Bentley, Tell me, it's realer in that building That we 'bout to sign that big deal Let's go off to that other land Now quick pull yo' panties down Yeah I see you lookin' bitch, you bout to be tookin' bitch I'm hot like a cooking bitch, Rex tryna book a nig' Bury sand and shook a bitch I'm on like a light switch, I ate her like a dike bitch My dick can make you fatter bitch Shmop life comin' up, freaky bitches shake her butt Beggin' me to keep it up, Cause a nigga need tonight I be fucking up her guts, Kool gettin' hundred bucks Smokin' on the purple stuff, hoppin' over hurdles brah Yeah she back it up and watch a nigga run Young shmop nigga with a dick like a bowie Shmop boy cool brah tour like Louie It only took the freak one time for her to knew it Shake it don't break it, all I need is you naked Yup get on a position, get on yo knees and take it You lookin' real cakey, said her name was Stacey Can't nobody replace her, can't nobody erase her Fat boy said it, took his cookie man thats fat boy credit I get it goin' like a train, II do my thang And baby bangin' like a gang, river my hangs It's gravy, ass crazy, It should be committed I'm wit' it, but I'm fuckin' lazy So I smack it from my chair, gave her a stare I do that pussy like Nare, I'm doin' baer What? I'm the nigga, you fuckin' feel me I put a seven in that swisher, I'm fuckin' silly I just be chillin', got a thousand in my grip I took a 5 and made it drizzle on that bitch I'm toasted, street sign posted Man that ass fake? yo stripper name should be Bogus Bitch I'm the coldest, and all my niggas focused They know this all the ills in the air why they chose us YOU MIGHT ALSO ENJOY The New Workout Plan by Kanye West Gyal Bruk Out by Alkaline Xscape by A$AP MOB Next to of course god america i by E. E. Cummings