Backstage

Tell all them hoes that you finna leave

After the show you going home with me

Who he want to fuck?

Lee

I'm from the south

He say I talk mean

These bitches be barking at the wrong tree

Hoes be mad I ain't even beat

He got a new hoe

I ain't even peep

I like to keep it discreet

But that's my hoe

I ain't got to sneak

He blow up my phone

I'm playing like I'm sleep

Bringing him over when I got the free

I got him tangled up in the sheets

I see him outside I don't even speak

He say I'm the best

No doubt

I get the head

Then I got to bounce

Ain't fucking with Jet

Then I'm out

I ain't finna do all that jumping up and down

Hoes come quick

I ain't got to scout

Heard she ain't having no bang it's a drought

If I'm outside

Put your hoe in the house

I got a couple **** in the crowd

Got so much **** I can't even count

Wow

I got so much **** you can't even count

They got my name all in they mouth

I come around it's quiet as a mouse

Rocking that

That you can't pronounce

Them bitches he with

They ain't really bout it

This **** bugging

He in the greenroom

Keep trying touch me

He thought he was getting some cuddy

I get her mad

She ain't getting no money

Got these hoes looking like they want to jump me

They would never

They know it get ugly

He just keep running back cause he love me

He know bitches ain't fucking with Bunny

I just love you LeeLee that's it