[Chorus]
She like, you told me, never leave me, gotta go and get this money (squad)
I do this for my daughter, I don't do this shit for nothing (Kay Kay)
It's all about the glory and thats why I stay stunting (you know)
I got so much money, I could buy pink Hummer (Them Franks)
And she gone give me top if it's a problem say sum (Huh bitch)
We ain't gotta get out, bitch I'ma say something (yuh bitch)
I got all this cake, like its my birthday (that guap)
Just don't call me broke, and you can call me what you want
[Verse 1]
Watch me come through killing shit, RIP the parking lot
I'ma make her give me top, I'ma go and drop the top
I be counting lots of guap, I be fucking lots of thots
She say I got some awesome earings, awesome chain, awesome watch
You wearing Trues, my door to door, Versace shit, Louie Vuitton
That bitch see how I ball, she say she ain't going home
I'ma have to kick her out and Kay Kay you need [?]
Boy shouldn't be mad at me, tell your bitch to leave me alone
I'm swagging, I'm swagging, with my Louie [?]
Got 500 cash up in my Louie bag
Sosa, you be swagging, bitch I ain't asking
I'm smoking on this dope, this shit smelling like some cat piss
All these niggas mad, and I'm cool and relaxing
Coolin in my mansion with my shooter Tray Savage
And he got that Mac-10 this ain't no old western
Spot him, got him, drop him, shoot his ass bitch no exceptions
[Chorus]
...never leave me, gotta go and get this money (squad)
I do this for my daughter, I don't do this shit for nothing (Kay Kay)
It's all about the glory and thats why I stay stunting (you know)
I got so much money, I could buy [?] (Them Franks)
And she gone give me top if it's a problem say sum (Huh bitch)
We ain't gotta get out, bitch I'ma say something (yuh bitch)
I got all this cake, like its my birthday (that guap)
Just don't call me broke, and you can call me what you want
[Verse 2]
I be with them [?] boys, you be with them broke boys
I be smoking loud pack, and you ain't making no noise
Get dough, boy, or you gone die broke, boy
Cause fuck with his, we gone leave you dead, none to show for it
I fucked yo bitch, she all in my phone now
You looking for her, she in Sosa world, boy she gone now
But I do not like her, that lil pussy fucking
I fuck ten hoes a day and bad bitches come a dozen
Smoking on that kush pack, strong pack, musty
I don't wanna fuck you anyway, bitch you musty
Said that them red bottoms, bitch them red nothings
Two 40s with them 30s in it, you can meet they cousins
Yo bitch bugging, you lil niggas bugging
I'm crazy, I take 40 thousand, spend it like its nothing
Its nothing, but my [?]
I'm posted on this black [?], but I ain't from Compton
