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Scorin Video (MV)




Performed By: Butta Lotus
Length: 2:30
Written by: Raymond Johnson




Butta Lotus - Scorin Lyrics




When she walk out the lobby
Them Bentleys be pulling up
She wait for Ferraris
Dem Benzez ain't good enuff
Mo game than Al B
Yo shit ain't hood enuff
She want that Viagra
Yo shit ain't wood enuff

Woe
She know dem Gaddafis
Woe
Sniffing dat gooder dust
Woe
Rolling dat dark leaf
Woe
Gelato cocoon it up
Woe
She need a new purse
Rent on the 1st
Nigga go hook it up
Woe
Nigga go hustle
Nigga go hustle
Go in there cook it up

Woe
She tossed the keys to my coup
Cuz my pockets soaring
She wanna drive on my ferrari
Take that bitch to orbit
She so wreckless we be fighting
Make me wanna forfeit
We been f*cking since my mama
Had us on a cordless
Now she buzy chasing superstars
With fame and fortune
She be in and out my life
I just cant take the torture
Her attention span so short
I can't be ever boring
N 9 times outta 10
A baller nigga scoring

She need her top done
Woe
Got a instagram thot butt
Woe
Mo mileage than box trucks
Dat pussy get star struck

Woe
She jus looking for sponsors
Woe
Got more than 1 option
Woe
She jus tryna get popped up
Woe
Then she tryna get rocked up

Woe
She ohn't luh mi

N
She getting masters
Woe
But she ohn't f*ck wit da dancers
Woe
She not putting her ass up

Woe
Boy u gotta have stature
Woe
She uh cut u like cancer
Woe
Now she f*ck wit a pastor
Woe
Guess we all f*cked our chance up

Woe
She tossed the keys to my coup
Cuz my pockets soaring
She wanna drive on my ferrari
Take that bitch to orbit
She so wreckless we be fighting
Make me wanna forfeit
We been f*cking since my mama
Had us on a cordless
Now she buzy chasing superstars
For fame and fortune
She be in and out my life
I just cant take the torture
Her attention span so short
I can't be ever boring
N 9 times outta 10
A baller nigga scoring

Cuz really
She just want it all... want it all
She wanna ride in ma Ferrari
She like to party off a Molly
She want her pockets never soft

Cuz really
(She got on Versaci)
She just want it all...want it all
Don't want no diamonds out the mall
She just want all her problems solved
Keep putting racks up in the vault
Like

Woe
She tossed the keys to my coup
Cuz my pockets soaring
She wanna drive on my ferrari
Take that bitch to orbit
She so wreckless we be fighting
Make me wanna forfeit
We been f*cking since my mama
Had us on a cordless
Now she buzy chasing superstars
With fame and fortune
She be in and out my life
I just cant take the torture
Her attention span so short
I can't be ever boring
N 9 times outta 10
A baller nigga scoring
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When she walk out the lobby
Them Bentleys be pulling up
She wait for Ferraris
Dem Benzez ain't good enuff
Mo game than Al B
Yo shit ain't hood enuff
She want that Viagra
Yo shit ain't wood enuff

Woe
She know dem Gaddafis
Woe
Sniffing dat gooder dust
Woe
Rolling dat dark leaf
Woe
Gelato cocoon it up
Woe
She need a new purse
Rent on the 1st
Nigga go hook it up
Woe
Nigga go hustle
Nigga go hustle
Go in there cook it up

Woe
She tossed the keys to my coup
Cuz my pockets soaring
She wanna drive on my ferrari
Take that bitch to orbit
She so wreckless we be fighting
Make me wanna forfeit
We been f*cking since my mama
Had us on a cordless
Now she buzy chasing superstars
With fame and fortune
She be in and out my life
I just cant take the torture
Her attention span so short
I can't be ever boring
N 9 times outta 10
A baller nigga scoring

She need her top done
Woe
Got a instagram thot butt
Woe
Mo mileage than box trucks
Dat pussy get star struck

Woe
She jus looking for sponsors
Woe
Got more than 1 option
Woe
She jus tryna get popped up
Woe
Then she tryna get rocked up

Woe
She ohn't luh mi

N
She getting masters
Woe
But she ohn't f*ck wit da dancers
Woe
She not putting her ass up

Woe
Boy u gotta have stature
Woe
She uh cut u like cancer
Woe
Now she f*ck wit a pastor
Woe
Guess we all f*cked our chance up

Woe
She tossed the keys to my coup
Cuz my pockets soaring
She wanna drive on my ferrari
Take that bitch to orbit
She so wreckless we be fighting
Make me wanna forfeit
We been f*cking since my mama
Had us on a cordless
Now she buzy chasing superstars
For fame and fortune
She be in and out my life
I just cant take the torture
Her attention span so short
I can't be ever boring
N 9 times outta 10
A baller nigga scoring

Cuz really
She just want it all... want it all
She wanna ride in ma Ferrari
She like to party off a Molly
She want her pockets never soft

Cuz really
(She got on Versaci)
She just want it all...want it all
Don't want no diamonds out the mall
She just want all her problems solved
Keep putting racks up in the vault
Like

Woe
She tossed the keys to my coup
Cuz my pockets soaring
She wanna drive on my ferrari
Take that bitch to orbit
She so wreckless we be fighting
Make me wanna forfeit
We been f*cking since my mama
Had us on a cordless
Now she buzy chasing superstars
With fame and fortune
She be in and out my life
I just cant take the torture
Her attention span so short
I can't be ever boring
N 9 times outta 10
A baller nigga scoring
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Writer: Raymond Johnson
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