I hit the gig broke and now I leave with riches
Hit an Aberdeen clutch and two million dollar stitches
It's love at the club, as soon as we walk in
Didn't take the yellow boom but I'ma hit the dark skin
Out of town man, he kinda Puerto Rican Cuban
Me, FBM and Big Frost getting stupid
Oh f*** Cupid cause JT loves none
I ain't no star but tonight I'm f***ing off like one
Make her break bread, get her butt naked
Triple X rated, my cat nickel plated
Head to school, gator broke the boot
Collect my loot and treat her like a prostitute
This pimp voodoo picked her up in my hoodoo
I'm this * like voodoo, make us more hoes than you do
Top notches, it's all I ever been with
I'm a dog, let me tell you what I'm keen with
This be the type of * that we do
With my nephew smoking Pepe Le Pew
I'm a boy, I'm a girl, I'm a boy
And I thought you heard
I just put 20 on my Thunderbird
This be the type of * that we do
With my nephew smoking Pepe Le Pew
See, after the show, I'ma get you later
Cause I got the down cash on my calculator
I slip it up, cut it up, fill it up, lick it up
Tonight we smoke the whole city up, the guinea up
Live it up and hoes give it up, what's really up
We hit another lick and *** it up, bottoms up
Roll it up, we can blow it up
Toke it up, choke it up
Let me see you throw it up
So hold em up, actin' like you wanna get em up
I wet em up, and never let em up
Better run a cup of rum, and sober up
Before they find it floatin' in the river valley
I count Feddie up, business only up and up
I temper it up, I drink cigars with some seven
And break em up, about to shoot the guy to shake em up
11, get my chips, then I scrape em up
I take them to the telly, then I take it up
And that's my real home, boy, I never pay it up
This be the type of * that we do
With my nephew smokin' Pepe Le Pew
I'm a bull, and I thought you heard
I just put trees on my Glunderburg
This be the type of * that we do
With my nephew smokin' Pepe Le Pew
See, after the show, I'ma get you later
Cause I got the count cash on my calculator
Now me the piper pick peppers, but I pick pockets
SP in the VIP, smokin' with the rock
Pigeon, I like a white chicken in my kitchen
Y'all go off, as long as you pitchin'
Switch hit 10, homie, I ain't trippin'
Shippin' 60 out the box, tongue twistin'
Make the world listen, from free world to prison
I chop more birds than they do on Thanksgiving
I was driven to my limits, a dealer like Phyllis
* made critics tryna break me like a Guinness
All around crack store, just by the fast car
Quick 3Gs gettin' spent at the back bar
Act hard with the one they call the crack child
The one that walks the Mac Mountain, brand new reptiles
Cookin', flippin', I'ma reach 11 digits
Homes you can't get, I'ma get you there
Can't see me, unless you buy some tickets
Now this be the type of * that we do
With my nephew smokin' Pepe Le Pew
I'ma pull him up, and I thought you heard
I just put 20s on my Thunderbird
This be the type of * that we do
With my nephew smokin' Pepe Le Pew
See, after the show, I'ma get you later
Cause I got the down cash on my calculator
This be the type of * that we do