制作
出演艺人
G Herbo
声乐
作曲和作词
Kevin Gromminger
作曲
Dwan Awery
作曲
Tim Gromminger
作曲
Herbert R Wright
词曲作者
制作和工程
Cubeatz
制作人
Dy Krazy
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
Uh, girl, what up?
Go on, do that shit
Girl, do your shit
You know you the shit, uh
Give a fuck who you with, uh
Are you too cute to admit, huh?
Are you too cute to commit, huh?
Your **** put some jewels on your wrist, huh?
[Verse 2]
Uh, girl, what up?
Go on, do that shit
Girl, do your shit
You know you the shit, uh
Give a fuck who you with, uh
Are you too cute to admit, huh?
Are you too cute to commit, huh?
Your **** put some jewels on your wrist, huh?
[Verse 3]
You know your bank account got G-issues
Got double Cs, **** droolin' and shit, huh?
You got these **** choosin' and shit, huh?
You say you get to choose who you with, huh?
Huh, then what, huh?
I guess there ain't no rules in this shit, uh (Like a pimp)
But you know me, I'ma come through score low key
I don't like losin' the shit, uh
When you wrote me I was geeked up, ask Broski
Could've had been gone, it was so easy
But you went along, I already know you ain't know me
So it wasn't long 'fore you started teasin'
And I come through like a pimp
You know your last dude was a wimp
Let me put your name on the blimp
[Verse 4]
And I stand tall, no limp
I'ma shoot my shot like Kemp
Fuck round, tip dunk off the rim
You know how I jump out the gym, uh
Most important, you know I ain't nothin' like him
And I know you ain't nothin' like them, uh
Ooh, we at Benihana's, I get steak and lobster
You know I can't fuck with that shrimp, uh
When I hop in the bitch, I gotta roll up big one
You know I can't fuck with no skimp
As I roll out the the zipper, she undo my zipper
'Cause I can't do nothin' but win
Man, I can't do nothin' but grin
I'm feelin' and touchin' her skin
We gon' end up fuckin' again, uh
[Verse 5]
Uh, girl, what up?
Go on, do that shit
Girl, do your shit
You know you the shit, uh
Give a fuck who you with, uh
Are you too cute to admit, huh?
Are you too cute to commit, huh?
Your **** put some jewels on your wrist, huh?
[Verse 6]
Uh, girl, what up?
Go on, do that shit
Girl, do your shit
You know you the shit, uh
Give a fuck who you with, uh
Are you too cute to admit, huh?
Are you too cute to commit, huh?
Your **** put some jewels on your wrist, huh?
[Verse 7]
I know you don't touch other men
You know when I'm in a stew, I ain't touchin' the pen
You know I hop in that drip and don't touch it again
'Fore I turned twenty-one I was touchin' an M
I'm in a S63 Benz, really I'm just being bool, I ain't gettin' in
It's just me and like two or three friends
But they'll move around if you gettin' in
Let the sunroof down if you gettin' in
It's like you ridin' outside, you can feel the wind
And you know you're protected, I got this bitch right on my hip
Don't believe, you could feel it then
Might tell you about some shit I done really did
But hell nah, you might think you a killa then
You ain't never seen money to the ceiling then
I'll have your head spinnin' like a ceiling fan
I grew up with guerrillas and killas and
I just gotta say when and I send 'em in
You would think they go fishin' and real 'em in
'Cause they always come with who I send 'em in
If I wasn't born in poverty I wouldn't be a sinner then
How the fuck we gon' eat without dividends?
You'd never met me, I ain't do what I had in the streets to get here
Don't be bitter then
And I was dead broke, I remember when
I taste good in your mouth like cinnamon
And you know I'm still a man like gingerbread
I'ma roll a Backwood while I'm gettin' head
And he broke, he ain't never seen six figures
So don't tell me about nothin' no **** said
Hey, we're nine rich ****, you're gon' be the tenth one
Yeah, I think that was something that jigga said
You ain't rich until your **** rich with you
Yeah, I think that was something I should've said
Ain't gon' never get up, lest you go without
And I think that's the reason I get ahead
Gotta pick that bitch up when I leave the house
Then put one up, and pray I don't end up dead
Off a Perc, that's the reason my eyes red
Gotta stay high 'cause I don't wanna feel a lick
[Verse 8]
Uh, girl, what up?
Go on, do that shit
Girl, do your shit
You know you the shit, uh
Give a fuck who you with, uh
Are you too cute to admit, huh?
Are you too cute to commit, huh?
Your **** put some jewels on your wrist, huh?
[Verse 9]
Uh, girl, what up?
Go on, do that shit
Girl, do your shit
You know you the shit, uh
Give a fuck who you with, uh
Are you too cute to admit, huh?
Are you too cute to commit, huh?
Your **** put some jewels on your wrist, huh?
Written by: Dwan Awery, Herbert R Wright, Joshua Luellen, Kevin Gromminger, Tim Gromminger

