Whole lotta guap, money never stop
I can't even count all these blues
She needa stop, I don't want the thot
She ain't got no typa clue
I'm with the mob, get money's our job
No, I ain't worried bout you
I used to rob, Jah pass me lob
I feel like throwing a few
I feel like going to shoot
I feel like pouring a deuce
White girl she snorting a few
No, you can't chill with my crew
I wanna fly, bae let's get high
No, I ain't talking jet blue
Can't even lie, you is my type
The last one belong in a zoo
Tell me what you wanna do, baby girl I'm in the mood
Chrome heart cost a couple-, these ain't no regular jewels
This ain't no regular juice, Wocky got the Sprite infused
Double M, how could I lose?
They twins, how could I choose?
Whole lotta guap, money never stop
I can't even count all these blues
She needa stop, I don't want the thot
She ain't got no typa clue
I'm with the mob, get money's our job
No, I ain't worried bout you
I used to rob, Jah pass me lob
I feel like throwing a few
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Whole lotta guap, money never stop
I can't even count all these blues
She needa stop, I don't want the thot
She ain't got no typa clue
I'm with the mob, get money's our job
No, I ain't worried bout you
I used to rob, Jah pass me lob
I feel like throwing a few
I feel like going to shoot
I feel like pouring a deuce
White girl she snorting a few
No, you can't chill with my crew
I wanna fly, bae let's get high
No, I ain't talking jet blue
Can't even lie, you is my type
The last one belong in a zoo
Tell me what you wanna do, baby girl I'm in the mood
Chrome heart cost a couple-, these ain't no regular jewels
This ain't no regular juice, Wocky got the Sprite infused
Double M, how could I lose?
They twins, how could I choose?
Whole lotta guap, money never stop
I can't even count all these blues
She needa stop, I don't want the thot
She ain't got no typa clue
I'm with the mob, get money's our job
No, I ain't worried bout you
I used to rob, Jah pass me lob
I feel like throwing a few
I can't even count all these blues
She needa stop, I don't want the thot
She ain't got no typa clue
I'm with the mob, get money's our job
No, I ain't worried bout you
I used to rob, Jah pass me lob
I feel like throwing a few
I feel like going to shoot
I feel like pouring a deuce
White girl she snorting a few
No, you can't chill with my crew
I wanna fly, bae let's get high
No, I ain't talking jet blue
Can't even lie, you is my type
The last one belong in a zoo
Tell me what you wanna do, baby girl I'm in the mood
Chrome heart cost a couple-, these ain't no regular jewels
This ain't no regular juice, Wocky got the Sprite infused
Double M, how could I lose?
They twins, how could I choose?
Whole lotta guap, money never stop
I can't even count all these blues
She needa stop, I don't want the thot
She ain't got no typa clue
I'm with the mob, get money's our job
No, I ain't worried bout you
I used to rob, Jah pass me lob
I feel like throwing a few
Writer: Michael Darymple
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