Composer : Trocon Markous Roberts/Dexter Gore Jr./Marissa White
Know what I'm sayin', Boss Murder,
What the **** goin' on, you dig?
(Dexter)
1st done geeked it up
(Uh-yeah, uh-what?)
Huh, bustin' so hard off the ecstasy (I do)
Baby girl, you can get next to me (You what?)
Baby girl eat me like recipe
I keep two TEC's
Like I fight with the referee, ooh (What?)
One lil' ***** on the floor, ooh (Ayy, what?)
Two lil' ***** do the coke, ooh
Three lil' ***** in the ****, ooh
Four b*****s kickin' doors, wait
Five lil' ***** on my ****, ooh
Feed him coke and he ain't s**t, ooh
I get the money like seven
Run up on me, boy, you need you a reverend (Dexter)
Yeah, one for the gang,
She gon' give that top (Gang, gang)
Walk in that *****, two TEC's for the watch (Two TEC's)
Leave out the club with your *****
Pull off, yeah, three hoes in the drop (Skrrt)
Yeah, now pour up a four
Speak and salute when I come through the door
Good with that Glock,
I'ma aim with that nine (Glock, Glock)
Shoot it, rrah, let out 'bout five
Yeah, one lil' ho for the road
Lil' ***** at the house, she be callin' my phone
Yeah, two lil' hoes for the spot
Beef up the work, they gon' trap with that Glock
Yeah, three lil' hoes full of Percs
We know how it go 'cause we ****** on her first
Go and pull up with a four-five (Skrrt, skrrt)
Slide down his block with them chops
When it's drill time
One lil' ***** on the floor, ooh (Ayy, what?)
Two lil' ***** do the coke, ooh
Three lil' ***** in the ****, ooh
Four b*****s kickin' doors, wait
Five lil' ***** on my ****, ooh
Feed him coke and he ain't s**t, ooh
(Uh-yeah, uh-what? Dexter)
