500 thousand for a one off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off It don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off Bumping N.W.A. on the 101, uh 500 thousand for a one off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off It don’t matter where we at, it’s poppin’ like a gun off Bumping N.W.A. on the 101, uh
Skinny Nikki geeky getting brain dead I don’t give a fuck what the lames said Old girl wanna give the boy head How about a little bitty, self love instead I can’t fuck a hoe, I’d rather self love instead Can’t save a hoe, no S on my chest, or gun to my head Ah, get the bread, ah, get the bread, ah Count this fucking money, boy now get the bread I ain’t just tryin’ to get the nut off Bobby Boy be cool to leave a bad bitch cut off Like when you in the studio and the vocal get cut off