what's up everybody
It's Big Sugar Daddy, coming from the south side of the tree.
I got a new for you shoppers and you boppers.
It ain't what a player.
It's about what you can do for a player.
that shit to you.
I was supposed to be chosen in this game.
Look at that Mike D, that man, he just screamed my name.
I was supposed to.
be chosen in this game.
Bring it in, Mike D. Let me hear your scream.
I was supposed to be chosen in this game.
And he just scream my name Money over bitches, that's M.O.B.
I can't love a hoe, that's the way it gotta be.
Bitches, that's M.O.B.
I can't love a hoe, that's the way it gotta be.
I'm running over bitches, that's M.O.B.
I can't love a hoe, that's
the way it gotta be.
Honey, honey over bitches, that's M-O-B.
I can't love a hoe, that's the way it gotta be.
And make your game slack.
Get out of line.
Knock a dime if she act.
I don't give a damn about these hoes That's why I'm all alone I grab my dick bone
Don't look back to a phone that won't grab at these zones.
That's why I'm all alone.
Damn, buddy, no.
That's why I'm all alone.
I grab my dick phone and hold the microphone and scream.
Free money, yo, we're bitches.
Still got my riches.
Sit sideways.
Except that new hidden switch is smoking Swizzle, striking on Drake
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
This H time, Texas.
So no love for hoes.
So what's the damn flexes?
From the north to the south, I'ma break these oaths off.
I'ma come down global tussin' so I don't pout.
And it's money over bitches.
I am a bitch I am a bitch
Bye.
Bye.
Bye.
We've got more.
The biggest thing is a foot race.
Paper chasing all of my milk on the work.
Some niggas.
Think it's a foot race, but it's a paper chase.
I'm all about me.
Every, every day.
Plus I got them boppers on my side for me every day.
Plus I got them bachas on my side every day.
Plus I got them bachas on my side.
aside from me yo when i'm out there on the cut trying to give me some of them guts
What?
I'm all about my meal.
I gotta show my skills.
Cause my skills pay the price.
Bills, nigga, that's real So a young nigga trill Stuck in the game
And bitches always screaming out a player name But it be hard to see
That I'm the B.A.T.
And why none of these boppers can't get with me
It's automatic like the night.
It wasn't pun and lies on them hoes at all times.
Yeah, don't mow my pee.
You know them silly things that a nigga do to them.
Hose on ding-a-ling Shake em, break em, do em Like a nigga gotta do it
Break them down cause a player's just used to it.
Oh,
Bitches Bitches
I ain't all of it, Jerry.
We got more than you, Jerry.
I ain't afraid of what they say, because what I do is what I say.
It's funny, Opa, Papa's children, they got died, cause we some worldwide.
Playin' so good, it don't ask why I want Wheel in the sky, actin' the damn thing
Let me let these cats who think they play up a day some real love for deuce.
I've got a pip at it.
that goes out on the ground.
She come at me like a trick, I fire blues.
I got a pimp attitude that goes hard on the proud.
She come at me like a trick, I treat the good wild.
I gotta be better too, that goes hard on the proud She come at me like a trick, I treat the good like a dog Go loud, forgive me
For this life of sin I live in It's a shame the scandalous brain of some of these
Women, women, call us to Brooklyn
Switch us together.
We're just looking good on the scene.
So I work for Blue and Green.
Better ask my partner.
How I go home with these poppers?
And who?
Who's checking out at noon?
Get your cap out to get home after getting knocked down by three.
We'll see you next time.
If you ask me, my national anthem is...
Right.
I don't have no woman.
Morning.
Bye.
Bye.
Hum, hum, hum.
What are you doing?
Come, come.
We gon' make the dreams come true
