(Ayo, X9)
Yeah, ayy
Gang, skii
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Ever since the kid got rich, they don't like me (no, they don't like me)
I just ran a check up in my Nikes (in my Nikes)
I got a mean bitch, yeah, she feisty (ooh, she feisty)
Shit I'm smokin' knock you out with one hit like Mike Tyson
Stop that ridin', boy, get off my dick, you know you need a license (know you need a license)
Get my swag back, put a muzzle on and, boy, stop all that biting
Treat a ho like my name was Peter, take your bitch and pipe her
Boy, your trap ain't been workin' for you, you should just retire (you should just retire)
All day, I've been runnin' up a check, I ain't even tired (I ain't even tired)
No cap, I'm like a f*ckin' jet, you can't get no flier (you can't get more flier)
Get the head, she ain't do her job right, she ain't gettin' hired (ugh)
After I hit, she gon' tell her friend that she f*cked Luh Tyler (ugh)
I told the bitch if she let me beat it, keep it as a secret
Say you rich, boy, I gotta see it for me to believe it (yeah)
Bad lil' ho, I swear she a demon, I think she need Jesus (bad)
I'm so cold, ice got me freezin', I think I'm anemic (ice, ice)
Like a nerd, I wake up, I'm geekin' for no f*ckin' reason (yeah)
It's exotic, nigga, all this cheefin' got me f*ckin' wheezin'
Nigga crazy, say you wanna be me, boy, this shit ain't easy (shit ain't easy)
I'm ballin', bitch, I'm in the big league, you lil' niggas peewee (uh, you a peewee)
Freak ho, she just wanna eat, this bitch too easy (ugh)
What the f*ck, man? (No cap, no cap, this bitch Eazy-E)
Man, this ho too easy
F*ck a ho, kick her out the door 'cause I don't need it (I don't need it)
"You ain't gon' be shit," what they told me (what they told me)
Now I'm rich, I jumped off the bench to ball like Kobe (ball like Kobe)
Tell that boy to get off my dick, this for your bitch (this for your bitch)
Chase a bitch? Pssh, it's too much fish in the ocean (in the ocean, no cap)
No cap, man, it's too many hoes out here to be chasin' a bitch, man
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, uh, skii
Luh Tyler - Ocean Lyrics
Luh Tyler - Ocean Lyrics
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(Ayo, X9)
Yeah, ayy
Gang, skii
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Ever since the kid got rich, they don't like me (no, they don't like me)
I just ran a check up in my Nikes (in my Nikes)
I got a mean bitch, yeah, she feisty (ooh, she feisty)
Shit I'm smokin' knock you out with one hit like Mike Tyson
Stop that ridin', boy, get off my dick, you know you need a license (know you need a license)
Get my swag back, put a muzzle on and, boy, stop all that biting
Treat a ho like my name was Peter, take your bitch and pipe her
Boy, your trap ain't been workin' for you, you should just retire (you should just retire)
All day, I've been runnin' up a check, I ain't even tired (I ain't even tired)
No cap, I'm like a f*ckin' jet, you can't get no flier (you can't get more flier)
Get the head, she ain't do her job right, she ain't gettin' hired (ugh)
After I hit, she gon' tell her friend that she f*cked Luh Tyler (ugh)
I told the bitch if she let me beat it, keep it as a secret
Say you rich, boy, I gotta see it for me to believe it (yeah)
Bad lil' ho, I swear she a demon, I think she need Jesus (bad)
I'm so cold, ice got me freezin', I think I'm anemic (ice, ice)
Like a nerd, I wake up, I'm geekin' for no f*ckin' reason (yeah)
It's exotic, nigga, all this cheefin' got me f*ckin' wheezin'
Nigga crazy, say you wanna be me, boy, this shit ain't easy (shit ain't easy)
I'm ballin', bitch, I'm in the big league, you lil' niggas peewee (uh, you a peewee)
Freak ho, she just wanna eat, this bitch too easy (ugh)
What the f*ck, man? (No cap, no cap, this bitch Eazy-E)
Man, this ho too easy
F*ck a ho, kick her out the door 'cause I don't need it (I don't need it)
"You ain't gon' be shit," what they told me (what they told me)
Now I'm rich, I jumped off the bench to ball like Kobe (ball like Kobe)
Tell that boy to get off my dick, this for your bitch (this for your bitch)
Chase a bitch? Pssh, it's too much fish in the ocean (in the ocean, no cap)
No cap, man, it's too many hoes out here to be chasin' a bitch, man
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, uh, skii
Yeah, ayy
Gang, skii
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Ever since the kid got rich, they don't like me (no, they don't like me)
I just ran a check up in my Nikes (in my Nikes)
I got a mean bitch, yeah, she feisty (ooh, she feisty)
Shit I'm smokin' knock you out with one hit like Mike Tyson
Stop that ridin', boy, get off my dick, you know you need a license (know you need a license)
Get my swag back, put a muzzle on and, boy, stop all that biting
Treat a ho like my name was Peter, take your bitch and pipe her
Boy, your trap ain't been workin' for you, you should just retire (you should just retire)
All day, I've been runnin' up a check, I ain't even tired (I ain't even tired)
No cap, I'm like a f*ckin' jet, you can't get no flier (you can't get more flier)
Get the head, she ain't do her job right, she ain't gettin' hired (ugh)
After I hit, she gon' tell her friend that she f*cked Luh Tyler (ugh)
I told the bitch if she let me beat it, keep it as a secret
Say you rich, boy, I gotta see it for me to believe it (yeah)
Bad lil' ho, I swear she a demon, I think she need Jesus (bad)
I'm so cold, ice got me freezin', I think I'm anemic (ice, ice)
Like a nerd, I wake up, I'm geekin' for no f*ckin' reason (yeah)
It's exotic, nigga, all this cheefin' got me f*ckin' wheezin'
Nigga crazy, say you wanna be me, boy, this shit ain't easy (shit ain't easy)
I'm ballin', bitch, I'm in the big league, you lil' niggas peewee (uh, you a peewee)
Freak ho, she just wanna eat, this bitch too easy (ugh)
What the f*ck, man? (No cap, no cap, this bitch Eazy-E)
Man, this ho too easy
F*ck a ho, kick her out the door 'cause I don't need it (I don't need it)
"You ain't gon' be shit," what they told me (what they told me)
Now I'm rich, I jumped off the bench to ball like Kobe (ball like Kobe)
Tell that boy to get off my dick, this for your bitch (this for your bitch)
Chase a bitch? Pssh, it's too much fish in the ocean (in the ocean, no cap)
No cap, man, it's too many hoes out here to be chasin' a bitch, man
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, uh, skii
Writer: Ian Chow, Tyler Meeks
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
