歌词
I'm not gonna talk about...
Picking up...
For me now.....
I don't keep tabs on these *******
I close the tab on these *******
Won't give no cash to these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
Won't call a cab for these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
Won't call a cab for these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
I just don't care, don't call a cab
Don't have a care for these *******
I don't give a damn if I had a van
I would still dance on these *******
I don't give a damn I know your plan
I'm not a fan of these *******
I know the plan of you *******, you is just after the riches
So I do not care if it's dark or not
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
So baby girl please do not talk a lot
Spark the pot, take a drink yeah we got Ciroc
Got the Dr. Phil
When I author shots, I'm like Dr. Phil
I make her problems stop, let me cop a feel
When I was talking shots, I meant liquor, *****
Words get mixed up and the cops will kill
But nah for real, you ain't gotta chill
You in college still, pop a pill
Drink something then walk it off
8 miles ain't nothing to ya' like Papa Doc
I guess it is when you're off a lot
And your neck itch , you're off a lot
Only my palms itchin'
Y'all *****s know y'all broads trippin'
Tryna hop up in my whip, I just got it for the low
I'm about to get some tint
So you hoes never know who be ridin' in my ****
I don't keep tabs on these *******
I close the tab on these *******
Won't give no cash to these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
Won't call a cab for these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
I don't keep tabs on these *******
I close the tab on these *******
Won't give no cash to these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
Won't call a cab for these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'm bout to close up the tab
I’m too black to hail you a cab
I can't ride the train with these *******
Cause Bas a boss, I eat Italian every day
Clear the scene and make it vacate
Kill the show and hit the road
Me and my ***** Cody got it locked down like a figure 4
More like figure 40
And them ******* know we don't **** 'em slow
We don't finger shorty's, they already horny
You ain't *******, that's a clever joke
I don't chase *******, I ****** 8 *******
This past week I got really lucky, on Wednesday
Just ask Meez, I was backseat with two bad freaks
It was that easy, liquor flow I got a henny motive
Smoke a pound of **** and make it back easy
Never trust a ***** where I'm from a ***** love a *****
Do him that greasy, for the love of money
Color money paint the streets red
Don't dangle bread for the least fare
Cause all a ***** need is time
One dime that you fond of and you lined up
One time, won't look twice, your time's up
So I just hustle, work and grind
Cause all these *****s rather see me dead
And all these hoes ain't worth a dime
For real, combined
I don't keep tabs on these *******
I close the tab on these *******
Won't give no cash to these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
Won't call a cab for these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
I don't keep tabs on these *******
I'm supposed to tap on these *******
Won't give no cash to these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
Won't call a cab for these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I don't give a damn bout these *******
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
专辑信息
1.Folgers Crystals
2.Night Job
3.Backseat
4.Caged Bird
5.48 Laws
6.Housewives
7.Tabs
8.Still Slummin'
9.Grow (feat. Correy C)