Yeah
Fake homies do ton of fake phony dudes
Let me find out that you're phony too
Yeah
Fake homies do ton of fake
Roll my blunt, fill my cup, be my bitch
Hold my gun loaded up, dump my slugs
That's my bitch
They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
be my bitch
That's my bitch
They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
fill my cup
That's my bitch
They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
fill my cup Be my bitch,
rub my gut,
rub your butt Be my slut,
be my *,
yes or what?
* them hoes
That's my bitch They don't know nothing,
* they talk about
They don't know nothing,
time to call it what it was First I thought it wasn't none
Probably think I wanna hit and run,
bad girls wanna have fun I don't want no goody,
two shoes,
no none
I ain't no priest,
I ain't gon' preach I don't want no goody goody,
but she still praise Jesus
She in my clothes with my bitch like
she my sis I don't beat my bitch,
I need my bitch
She clean my crib,
she feed my friends She keep my secret,
she keep my fridge packed
My freezer lit,
that's how deep I get Negative degrees,
what's the type of bitch
I need?
Roll my blunt,
fill my cup,
be my bitch Hold my gun loaded up,
dump my slugs
That's my bitch They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
be
my bitch That's my bitch
They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
fill my cup
That's my bitch They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
fill
my cup Be my bitch, rub my gut, rub your butt
Be my slut, be my *, that's so what?
* them hoes That's my bitch
They don't know nothing,
* they talk about They don't know nothing
She got pack of cams too With bigger mouths,
* she couldn't count
Just pick a number that you couldn't count too
Like an attitude,
curve a nigga when she didn't have to
Around the Lord's like a British
council With all the sticks around you,
we could build
you a wooden castle Got a penthouse with a bronze suit
Got a townhouse with a town view Got
some rounds down with the top down
Up Allentown,
up to Soundview I was lost then,
but I found you
Lil' slim thick with a blounce too
It's your tough love that I'm bound to
I * it up,
then it's round two Roll my blunt,
fill my cup,
be my bitch
Hold my gun loaded up,
dump my slugs That's my bitch
They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
be my bitch
That's my bitch They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
fill my cup
That's my bitch They don't know nothing,
roll my blunt,
fill my cup
Be my bitch,
rub my gut,
rub your butt Be my slut,
be my *,
yes or what?
* them hoes That's my bitch
They don't know nothing * they talk about *,
yeah
They don't know nothing
baby
She make a good job,
on a phone call away
She ain't nothing baby
And baby, my angel and my goddess
When my head get cloudy
My thoughts get cloudy
And baby,
I took her there down in a great place
I'm not sad,
not sad Roll my blood, fill my cup, be my bitch
Hold my gun,
load it up,
dump my slugs They don't know nothin',
roll my blunt,
be
my bitch They don't know nothin',
roll my blunt,
fill
my cup They don't know nothin',
roll my blunt,
fill
my cup Be my bitch, rub my gut, rub your butt
Be my slut, be my *, yes or what?
* them hoes,
they don't know nothin'
* they talk about, they don't know nothin'
I fell in love with you I fell in love with you