Whoa
(Whoa)
Whoa
(Whoa)
Hollywood
(Hollywood)
Four pockets full loaded up
Mac Heem in the cut with that stick in the cut
You broke as a bitch with your dick in the dust
I doubled my cup & I'm tripping on dust
You broke as a bitch with your dick the dirt
I got me a sack & I made that shit work
She making it clap & she making twerk
Last night I was the freshest nigga on earth
Let's work
Let's do it let's motherf*cking go
Say you trapping ain't got shit to show
Get off your ass & go get you some dough
Stack it & flip it & get you some more
I'm off that X & my bitch on that blow
Thirty something deep on the way to my show
Thirty something shooters they ready to blow
Blow
Whoa
I'm so geeked up right now I don't know
I told her bring her friend w her
Cause I'm trying to f*ck on 'em both
I am the most improved nigga
Whatever you do I can do it bigger
You try to run off must be stupid nigga
I'm riding in the coupe with shooter nigga
No referee but I been official
That lil shit that you doing ain't beneficial
You down on your dick acting sentimental
Go get you a sack & go get a pistol
I don't give a f*ck about rapper
F*ck a rap song f*ck a instrumental
That bitch wanna link it's coincidental
Got a whole bale of midget in the rental
So wassup what it do
(Wassup what it do lil bitch)
You say you be putting that shit on but that shit ain't true
(These niggas be cap like a motherf*cker)
These niggas be fake & they fu
(These niggas be fake & fugazi)
Four pockets full like I'm Dugg & I got that forty right up on me too
Four pockets full loaded up
Mac Heem in the cut with that stick in the cut
You broke as a bitch with your dick in the dust
I doubled my cup & I'm tripping on dust
You broke as a bitch with your dick the dirt
I got me a sack & I made that shit work
She making it clap & she making twerk
Last night I was the freshest nigga on earth
Let's work
Let's do it let's motherf*cking go
Say you trapping ain't got shit to show
Get off your ass & go get you some dough
Stack it & flip it & get you some more
I'm off that X & my bitch on that blow
Thirty something deep on the way to my show
Thirty something shooters they ready to blow
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Whoa
(Whoa)
Whoa
(Whoa)
Hollywood
(Hollywood)
Four pockets full loaded up
Mac Heem in the cut with that stick in the cut
You broke as a bitch with your dick in the dust
I doubled my cup & I'm tripping on dust
You broke as a bitch with your dick the dirt
I got me a sack & I made that shit work
She making it clap & she making twerk
Last night I was the freshest nigga on earth
Let's work
Let's do it let's motherf*cking go
Say you trapping ain't got shit to show
Get off your ass & go get you some dough
Stack it & flip it & get you some more
I'm off that X & my bitch on that blow
Thirty something deep on the way to my show
Thirty something shooters they ready to blow
Blow
Whoa
I'm so geeked up right now I don't know
I told her bring her friend w her
Cause I'm trying to f*ck on 'em both
I am the most improved nigga
Whatever you do I can do it bigger
You try to run off must be stupid nigga
I'm riding in the coupe with shooter nigga
No referee but I been official
That lil shit that you doing ain't beneficial
You down on your dick acting sentimental
Go get you a sack & go get a pistol
I don't give a f*ck about rapper
F*ck a rap song f*ck a instrumental
That bitch wanna link it's coincidental
Got a whole bale of midget in the rental
So wassup what it do
(Wassup what it do lil bitch)
You say you be putting that shit on but that shit ain't true
(These niggas be cap like a motherf*cker)
These niggas be fake & they fu
(These niggas be fake & fugazi)
Four pockets full like I'm Dugg & I got that forty right up on me too
Four pockets full loaded up
Mac Heem in the cut with that stick in the cut
You broke as a bitch with your dick in the dust
I doubled my cup & I'm tripping on dust
You broke as a bitch with your dick the dirt
I got me a sack & I made that shit work
She making it clap & she making twerk
Last night I was the freshest nigga on earth
Let's work
Let's do it let's motherf*cking go
Say you trapping ain't got shit to show
Get off your ass & go get you some dough
Stack it & flip it & get you some more
I'm off that X & my bitch on that blow
Thirty something deep on the way to my show
Thirty something shooters they ready to blow
(Whoa)
Whoa
(Whoa)
Hollywood
(Hollywood)
Four pockets full loaded up
Mac Heem in the cut with that stick in the cut
You broke as a bitch with your dick in the dust
I doubled my cup & I'm tripping on dust
You broke as a bitch with your dick the dirt
I got me a sack & I made that shit work
She making it clap & she making twerk
Last night I was the freshest nigga on earth
Let's work
Let's do it let's motherf*cking go
Say you trapping ain't got shit to show
Get off your ass & go get you some dough
Stack it & flip it & get you some more
I'm off that X & my bitch on that blow
Thirty something deep on the way to my show
Thirty something shooters they ready to blow
Blow
Whoa
I'm so geeked up right now I don't know
I told her bring her friend w her
Cause I'm trying to f*ck on 'em both
I am the most improved nigga
Whatever you do I can do it bigger
You try to run off must be stupid nigga
I'm riding in the coupe with shooter nigga
No referee but I been official
That lil shit that you doing ain't beneficial
You down on your dick acting sentimental
Go get you a sack & go get a pistol
I don't give a f*ck about rapper
F*ck a rap song f*ck a instrumental
That bitch wanna link it's coincidental
Got a whole bale of midget in the rental
So wassup what it do
(Wassup what it do lil bitch)
You say you be putting that shit on but that shit ain't true
(These niggas be cap like a motherf*cker)
These niggas be fake & they fu
(These niggas be fake & fugazi)
Four pockets full like I'm Dugg & I got that forty right up on me too
Four pockets full loaded up
Mac Heem in the cut with that stick in the cut
You broke as a bitch with your dick in the dust
I doubled my cup & I'm tripping on dust
You broke as a bitch with your dick the dirt
I got me a sack & I made that shit work
She making it clap & she making twerk
Last night I was the freshest nigga on earth
Let's work
Let's do it let's motherf*cking go
Say you trapping ain't got shit to show
Get off your ass & go get you some dough
Stack it & flip it & get you some more
I'm off that X & my bitch on that blow
Thirty something deep on the way to my show
Thirty something shooters they ready to blow
Writer: Jemario Dye
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid