Bitch I'm the goat, Imma' wait til' they know it
I want my respect, you lil hoe gotta show it
I want all my checks for that bringing that flow back
Got em making it clap like you happy you know it
Might just go put on a suit now cause I'm getting books
It was there for the taking, they mad cause I took it
Why would you f*ck with me? Honestly
I just be smoking my broccoli
Roll it up, they just be tempting with kush, you ain't f*cking with this
And I'm quaking the pavement, they faces so shook
Know when fakers speak loud, no, its not what it look
And I'm taking it back, got me look like a crook
Give a f*ck about a bridge, I ain't sticking to you for the fame
If this shit get hot we burning, nigga, where the flame?
I ain't gon' need it, I ain't crossing, bitch, I'm in a plane
Pop pills, sip seals, smoking Mary Jane
Nigga talking bout' I build my bridges out of steel not wood
Nigga f*ck yo bridge, I'll hit that shit wit' a f*ckin' cannon
Know when we come in to f*ck up yo' city
Go get to the bag, I done swiped me some pennies
I know that bitch down, let me feel on her titties
They do anything for them hunnids' and fifties
Who in this bitch feeling rude?
Tonight I'm matching the mood
Bipaddy, bopaddy, boop
Taking they bitches in twos
Choosing, you know I can't loose
Running man, run them bands, run it
I get to work with the llama, I'm freaking with Tonya
We move them chaps in the Honda
We packing four wheeler shit, you know cuz' got the Tonka
Like, bitch it's my property
So, when you speaking, hoe, speak properly
I'm on to the next, while you jocking me
Hoes just be vintage like obsolete
(Make her dance for the money)
Damn I blew that on that booty
I got blue strips
And she knew that, how she do that
Damn, that pussy is on loose lips
Talking reckless, this nigga's fluent
Check my influence, hoe, watch how I do this
Said my shit is immaculate
Tell em, "Keep moving, start packing shit"
They trynna' ride on my back and shit
If I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
Think she bout'm to sip it, but she chugging all the Dusse
Mozzy hot boxing the room, got the smoke and the tunes, and they drunk, so they love it
We packing that what you want, even that what you don't, so you try it find out if you love it
We got the models and idols all dipping they ass in the pool and you know that bitch love it
We got the ceiling no roof and the clouds ain't nowhere off in sight, got the stars and the moon
I put the clause on its own
That means I'm writing alone
This pen, it take off on that paper, this paper take off on these hoes
I'm making a way for these clones, opening all of these doors
Said if I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
If I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
(What is That)
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Bitch I'm the goat, Imma' wait til' they know it
I want my respect, you lil hoe gotta show it
I want all my checks for that bringing that flow back
Got em making it clap like you happy you know it
Might just go put on a suit now cause I'm getting books
It was there for the taking, they mad cause I took it
Why would you f*ck with me? Honestly
I just be smoking my broccoli
Roll it up, they just be tempting with kush, you ain't f*cking with this
And I'm quaking the pavement, they faces so shook
Know when fakers speak loud, no, its not what it look
And I'm taking it back, got me look like a crook
Give a f*ck about a bridge, I ain't sticking to you for the fame
If this shit get hot we burning, nigga, where the flame?
I ain't gon' need it, I ain't crossing, bitch, I'm in a plane
Pop pills, sip seals, smoking Mary Jane
Nigga talking bout' I build my bridges out of steel not wood
Nigga f*ck yo bridge, I'll hit that shit wit' a f*ckin' cannon
Know when we come in to f*ck up yo' city
Go get to the bag, I done swiped me some pennies
I know that bitch down, let me feel on her titties
They do anything for them hunnids' and fifties
Who in this bitch feeling rude?
Tonight I'm matching the mood
Bipaddy, bopaddy, boop
Taking they bitches in twos
Choosing, you know I can't loose
Running man, run them bands, run it
I get to work with the llama, I'm freaking with Tonya
We move them chaps in the Honda
We packing four wheeler shit, you know cuz' got the Tonka
Like, bitch it's my property
So, when you speaking, hoe, speak properly
I'm on to the next, while you jocking me
Hoes just be vintage like obsolete
(Make her dance for the money)
Damn I blew that on that booty
I got blue strips
And she knew that, how she do that
Damn, that pussy is on loose lips
Talking reckless, this nigga's fluent
Check my influence, hoe, watch how I do this
Said my shit is immaculate
Tell em, "Keep moving, start packing shit"
They trynna' ride on my back and shit
If I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
Think she bout'm to sip it, but she chugging all the Dusse
Mozzy hot boxing the room, got the smoke and the tunes, and they drunk, so they love it
We packing that what you want, even that what you don't, so you try it find out if you love it
We got the models and idols all dipping they ass in the pool and you know that bitch love it
We got the ceiling no roof and the clouds ain't nowhere off in sight, got the stars and the moon
I put the clause on its own
That means I'm writing alone
This pen, it take off on that paper, this paper take off on these hoes
I'm making a way for these clones, opening all of these doors
Said if I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
If I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
(What is That)
I want my respect, you lil hoe gotta show it
I want all my checks for that bringing that flow back
Got em making it clap like you happy you know it
Might just go put on a suit now cause I'm getting books
It was there for the taking, they mad cause I took it
Why would you f*ck with me? Honestly
I just be smoking my broccoli
Roll it up, they just be tempting with kush, you ain't f*cking with this
And I'm quaking the pavement, they faces so shook
Know when fakers speak loud, no, its not what it look
And I'm taking it back, got me look like a crook
Give a f*ck about a bridge, I ain't sticking to you for the fame
If this shit get hot we burning, nigga, where the flame?
I ain't gon' need it, I ain't crossing, bitch, I'm in a plane
Pop pills, sip seals, smoking Mary Jane
Nigga talking bout' I build my bridges out of steel not wood
Nigga f*ck yo bridge, I'll hit that shit wit' a f*ckin' cannon
Know when we come in to f*ck up yo' city
Go get to the bag, I done swiped me some pennies
I know that bitch down, let me feel on her titties
They do anything for them hunnids' and fifties
Who in this bitch feeling rude?
Tonight I'm matching the mood
Bipaddy, bopaddy, boop
Taking they bitches in twos
Choosing, you know I can't loose
Running man, run them bands, run it
I get to work with the llama, I'm freaking with Tonya
We move them chaps in the Honda
We packing four wheeler shit, you know cuz' got the Tonka
Like, bitch it's my property
So, when you speaking, hoe, speak properly
I'm on to the next, while you jocking me
Hoes just be vintage like obsolete
(Make her dance for the money)
Damn I blew that on that booty
I got blue strips
And she knew that, how she do that
Damn, that pussy is on loose lips
Talking reckless, this nigga's fluent
Check my influence, hoe, watch how I do this
Said my shit is immaculate
Tell em, "Keep moving, start packing shit"
They trynna' ride on my back and shit
If I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
Think she bout'm to sip it, but she chugging all the Dusse
Mozzy hot boxing the room, got the smoke and the tunes, and they drunk, so they love it
We packing that what you want, even that what you don't, so you try it find out if you love it
We got the models and idols all dipping they ass in the pool and you know that bitch love it
We got the ceiling no roof and the clouds ain't nowhere off in sight, got the stars and the moon
I put the clause on its own
That means I'm writing alone
This pen, it take off on that paper, this paper take off on these hoes
I'm making a way for these clones, opening all of these doors
Said if I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
If I take her out then we gon' party all day-day
(What is That)
Writer: Nigel Jennings
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