Dollar sign.
Don't be trippin' off no bitch, that ain't even yours Don't be pourin' up my bottles, that ain't even yours
Don't be talking about you balling, you can't even score.
Lord have mercy, I like a Lamborghini Dodge.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it, baby.
Shake it good.
Good, shake it good, shake it good, shake it good.
We got air shots, hell nah, what you pay for them?
I'ma crash out in the lobby, I'ma wait for them.
I'm a dog skin rich nigga on my acorn shit.
He'll hit him.
But he stay calm and shit.
Guaranteed him running off.
If I take home them bricks.
If that hoe ain't making money.
Don't be pulling up my bottles, they ain't even yours.
Don't be talking about true balling, you can't even score.
Lord have mercy, I like a Lamborghini Porsche.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it baby.
Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good, shake it good, shake it good Don't be bringing up my name, don't speak up for me, bitch
Don't follow me, don't hit my line, don't sneak up on me, bitch.
You got that pussy for sale, bitch, I ain't buying it.
Said you want that bag?
I ain't taking you to Bonnie.
Yeah, you tried it.
Big facts.
But I did that.
So you ain't got your bitch back.
Look at me.
Look at me in a pimp hat.
Cutting candy Cuban link, just a mismatch.
Body all on my waist, I'm trying to slide.
When I put that body all in this.
They be snitching, building cases.
Let them try.
Goose.
Goose.
Goose.
Don't be tripping off no bitch, that ain't even yours
Don't be pouring up my bottles, they ain't even yours.
Don't be talking about true baller, you can't even score.
Lord have mercy, I like a Lamborghini Dodge.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it, baby.
Shake it good.
I'm picking up no shit that you can't afford.
I don't hit on my bitch, but I.
be the chores.
I might put up with them Hell's BET Awards.
Plenty of ice around my neck, but we need a chore.
I ain't talking whiskey leave when I say we them boys.
Lamborghini, bent the door with them heated doors.
LL, Cool J, all I need is love.
love.
They put liquor on your grave without peeing yours.
You know I'm an evil-ass nigga in them lowdowns.
You know I ain't fuckin' on that bitch, let she go down.
I ain't know that nigga with size as fuck, but I know now.
I'm the same nigga that'll bust when it go down.
I ain't trippin'.
Don't be trippin' off no bitch that ain't even yours.
Don't be pourin' up my bottles that ain't even yours.
Don't be talking about you, Bobby.
You can't even score.
Lord have mercy.
I like a Lamborghini.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it good.
Shake it, baby.
Shake it good.
Good, shake it good, shake it good, shake it good.
Thank you.
Thank you.
