Lil bih I'm the man
I feel like shorty low
Feel like Sosa in the trap
I told Bro nem close that door
All you see is marble floors
Money on the counter
I might get a bitch
Hire her as a accountant
I don't need no one to count it
Imma do the dishes
Pop up n pop shots
F*ck it make the block hot
Pop pop like pop rocks
Rocked up make big knots
Big plots with big glocks
Big pots my wrist hurt
Rerock it I scrape up a lil extra
Got a gun n a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She call me mr cheeks
She made that ass clap
Standing ovation for me
When she asked me what's my name
Simply told her thottie p
N the p stand for pippen
Glock got 33 with D
I can call Tarzan
You know he gone bring some apes
N they keep banana clips
They might throw n peel yo way
Nigga thought a was ghost busters
How I took his boo away
Buffy ain't slay no vampires
But she slayed this dick today
Baby a monster
It ain't another like me
I came up off of knicks
Floor seats on the block like spike lee
I'm kicking Game like Bruce lee
Finesse the game like don king
Spend 400 on a tradeline
My profiles all green
Trap a lil bit scamming too
Sent this bitch to scam this dude
She gave him pussy n head too
But I know where his safe at too
Messing with me not safe for u
Killers with me won't play with u
Drillers with me I keep a few
Step in this bitch they love the crew
Cuz we got drakes
We got nicks
We got cash money
Baby in this bitch
I shit gutta gutta
With a lil twist
They say I'm corporate thuggin
Music just like bricks
Like I can't hoop for shit
Like I can't shoot for shit
We ain't out here gang bangin
But we in this shit
I got toilet paper
Wipe n clean me up like I'm the shit
Go ghost on my haters
In the club like I'm st. Patrick
I'm done with selling drugs
Cuz we done robbed the plug
My homies off some niggas
Like they was spraying bugs
I don't even talk to niggas
Can't associate with us
Cuz we the GoodFellas
Bad bitches run with us
We keep them guns with us
We keep them funds with us
It can go down any min
Like we keep young joc with us
Know these hoes be jocking us
Know the cops be watching us
But they know they ain't stopping us
They just hating they don't f*ck with us
Lil bih I'm the man
I feel like shorty low
Feel like Sosa in the trap
I told Bro nem close that door
All you see is marble floors
Money on the counter
I might get a bitch
Hire her as a accountant
I don't need no one to count it
Imma do the dishes
Pop up n pop shots
F*ck it make the block hot
Pop pop like pop rocks
Rocked up make big knots
Big plots with big glocks
Big pots my wrist hurt
Rerock it I scrape up a lil extra
Got a gun n a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She call me mr cheeks
She made that ass clap
Standing ovation for me
When she asked me what's my name
Simply told her thottie p
N the p stand for pippen
Glock got 33 with D
Thottie Pippen - Str8 Jacket Flow Lyrics
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English
Lil bih I'm the man
I feel like shorty low
Feel like Sosa in the trap
I told Bro nem close that door
All you see is marble floors
Money on the counter
I might get a bitch
Hire her as a accountant
I don't need no one to count it
Imma do the dishes
Pop up n pop shots
F*ck it make the block hot
Pop pop like pop rocks
Rocked up make big knots
Big plots with big glocks
Big pots my wrist hurt
Rerock it I scrape up a lil extra
Got a gun n a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She call me mr cheeks
She made that ass clap
Standing ovation for me
When she asked me what's my name
Simply told her thottie p
N the p stand for pippen
Glock got 33 with D
I can call Tarzan
You know he gone bring some apes
N they keep banana clips
They might throw n peel yo way
Nigga thought a was ghost busters
How I took his boo away
Buffy ain't slay no vampires
But she slayed this dick today
Baby a monster
It ain't another like me
I came up off of knicks
Floor seats on the block like spike lee
I'm kicking Game like Bruce lee
Finesse the game like don king
Spend 400 on a tradeline
My profiles all green
Trap a lil bit scamming too
Sent this bitch to scam this dude
She gave him pussy n head too
But I know where his safe at too
Messing with me not safe for u
Killers with me won't play with u
Drillers with me I keep a few
Step in this bitch they love the crew
Cuz we got drakes
We got nicks
We got cash money
Baby in this bitch
I shit gutta gutta
With a lil twist
They say I'm corporate thuggin
Music just like bricks
Like I can't hoop for shit
Like I can't shoot for shit
We ain't out here gang bangin
But we in this shit
I got toilet paper
Wipe n clean me up like I'm the shit
Go ghost on my haters
In the club like I'm st. Patrick
I'm done with selling drugs
Cuz we done robbed the plug
My homies off some niggas
Like they was spraying bugs
I don't even talk to niggas
Can't associate with us
Cuz we the GoodFellas
Bad bitches run with us
We keep them guns with us
We keep them funds with us
It can go down any min
Like we keep young joc with us
Know these hoes be jocking us
Know the cops be watching us
But they know they ain't stopping us
They just hating they don't f*ck with us
Lil bih I'm the man
I feel like shorty low
Feel like Sosa in the trap
I told Bro nem close that door
All you see is marble floors
Money on the counter
I might get a bitch
Hire her as a accountant
I don't need no one to count it
Imma do the dishes
Pop up n pop shots
F*ck it make the block hot
Pop pop like pop rocks
Rocked up make big knots
Big plots with big glocks
Big pots my wrist hurt
Rerock it I scrape up a lil extra
Got a gun n a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She call me mr cheeks
She made that ass clap
Standing ovation for me
When she asked me what's my name
Simply told her thottie p
N the p stand for pippen
Glock got 33 with D
I feel like shorty low
Feel like Sosa in the trap
I told Bro nem close that door
All you see is marble floors
Money on the counter
I might get a bitch
Hire her as a accountant
I don't need no one to count it
Imma do the dishes
Pop up n pop shots
F*ck it make the block hot
Pop pop like pop rocks
Rocked up make big knots
Big plots with big glocks
Big pots my wrist hurt
Rerock it I scrape up a lil extra
Got a gun n a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She call me mr cheeks
She made that ass clap
Standing ovation for me
When she asked me what's my name
Simply told her thottie p
N the p stand for pippen
Glock got 33 with D
I can call Tarzan
You know he gone bring some apes
N they keep banana clips
They might throw n peel yo way
Nigga thought a was ghost busters
How I took his boo away
Buffy ain't slay no vampires
But she slayed this dick today
Baby a monster
It ain't another like me
I came up off of knicks
Floor seats on the block like spike lee
I'm kicking Game like Bruce lee
Finesse the game like don king
Spend 400 on a tradeline
My profiles all green
Trap a lil bit scamming too
Sent this bitch to scam this dude
She gave him pussy n head too
But I know where his safe at too
Messing with me not safe for u
Killers with me won't play with u
Drillers with me I keep a few
Step in this bitch they love the crew
Cuz we got drakes
We got nicks
We got cash money
Baby in this bitch
I shit gutta gutta
With a lil twist
They say I'm corporate thuggin
Music just like bricks
Like I can't hoop for shit
Like I can't shoot for shit
We ain't out here gang bangin
But we in this shit
I got toilet paper
Wipe n clean me up like I'm the shit
Go ghost on my haters
In the club like I'm st. Patrick
I'm done with selling drugs
Cuz we done robbed the plug
My homies off some niggas
Like they was spraying bugs
I don't even talk to niggas
Can't associate with us
Cuz we the GoodFellas
Bad bitches run with us
We keep them guns with us
We keep them funds with us
It can go down any min
Like we keep young joc with us
Know these hoes be jocking us
Know the cops be watching us
But they know they ain't stopping us
They just hating they don't f*ck with us
Lil bih I'm the man
I feel like shorty low
Feel like Sosa in the trap
I told Bro nem close that door
All you see is marble floors
Money on the counter
I might get a bitch
Hire her as a accountant
I don't need no one to count it
Imma do the dishes
Pop up n pop shots
F*ck it make the block hot
Pop pop like pop rocks
Rocked up make big knots
Big plots with big glocks
Big pots my wrist hurt
Rerock it I scrape up a lil extra
Got a gun n a condom
I keep protection
N she gone keep sucking on it
Til it's erected
N imma put the camera on her
Like I'm directing
Lights camera action
She call me mr cheeks
She made that ass clap
Standing ovation for me
When she asked me what's my name
Simply told her thottie p
N the p stand for pippen
Glock got 33 with D
Writer: Marco Mack
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