#Plug

[Intro]: Mommy you so cute Yeah Yeah [Hook - BbyMutha]: When the plug text back tell him 'pull up with that extra shit' I need that electrical Shit that make the world look asymmetrical Level up, Super Saiyan mother with the blonde weave Make a wish I'm plotting on your bitch She probably leave with me, I'll probably give her back - that pussy pointless This pussy anointed, blessing, turkey with a dressing I could never doubt the universe with thighs as soft as mine I could never ever love a nigga with a closed mind [Verse 1 - BbyMutha]: Fuck ya third eye, nigga, show me what that mouth do All ya chakras ashy, aura muddy Who you tryna fool? I be on my level, I be dancing with the devil You could never be as hot as him so I could never sweat ya A cold motherfucker, call me Bby - Fuckin' - Mutha Can't afford to be afraid of no nigga, that's luxury If you can't afford to spend your bucks with me you gotta leave Treat me like a woman, not a lady, boy, you work for free You can work for free, but I got mouths to feed I'm too busy tryna boss up to cost cut Keep it slutty, keep em coming, thigh boots with my ass out Put it in his mouth so he can see what all the fuss about [Verse 2 - Swerzie]: On my way to the plug house, man he be serving it Fucking up a check and on these beats you know I’m cursing it These boys be talking on me but they asking for a verse and shit BbyMutha kill you then take pictures with your hearse and shit Uh, yeah, I’m ‘bout my bread I am not looking for muhfuckin’ friends I just need money to flip it and spend Out of the door is the way I’m [?] You all shifting these trends They out here mad that I did it again I'm workin' magic when I'm with the pen Whole gang is looking like 10 outta 10 I got that weed, rolling that green Perc or that lean, promethazine He sold that key, [?] marques All in a week, I can’t believe All on my grind, working that shine Ain’t talking coins but I need a dime Like Janet Jackson back up in her prime Different strokes, I'ma give her that pipe Hating you don’t got your check up (yeah) Yeah they gon’ hate, imma bless up (yeah) Whole city know that I’m next up (yeah) If they say no they gon’ ‘fess up (yeah) All of your press I need less of (yeah) Y’all is nothing but a stress up (yeah) You know that you fucking messed up (yeah) Knife to they neck imma press up I think he [?] so change the subject, talking bout his fucking budget Blocked him on my Twitter page and now he searching me in person Fuck the cops and fuck a verdict All the evidence I’m burning I’m gon’ act like I’m confused when they ask questions all concerning I don’t fuck with no cop or PD Cause they gon’ never look [?] when they see me fucking bleed All they care about is searching in my pockets for some weed But you gon’ never find my shit, my plug he taught me how to sneak [Hook - BbyMutha]: When the plug text back tell him 'pull up with that extra shit' I need that electrical Shit that make the world look asymmetrical Level up super saiyan Mutha with the blonde weave Make a wish I'm plotting on your bitch She probably leave with me, I'll probably give her back - that pussy pointless This pussy anointed, blessing, turkey with a dressing I could never doubt the universe with thighs as soft as mine I could never ever love a nigga with a closed mind