This is another JonnySandz production
What the fuck?
Where's the beat?
Mmm
This is another JonnySandz production
Yeah
Tell me, what does it be?
'Cause I'm from the streets, but I'm not that nigga who read it and weep
You so macho, brother, I'm not yo taco
So where's the beef?
Most of these niggas, they duckin' the sweep
I'ma go and get it while these niggas sleep
She sexy as fuck, I call her my freak
Eat that ass with a tan like she on the beach
What the fuck is you sayin' when you talkin' to three?
I got the plan, I ain't talkin' B
Bitch, you know I ain't playin', so don't make a plea
'Bout to fuck your brother, he playin' with me
All my soldiers on go, we ain't tryna retreat
Treat these bitches like Scuba, I throw 'em a treat
These hoes so thirsty, so pour 'em a drink
And I'ma do three, motherfuck what you think
Hit your ass with that woah and make a bitch wink
Bitch, I'm drippin' that water, I ain't talkin' no sink
Young fiends, it's the fuck, I ain't talkin' no mean
And we bangin' that red, ain't bangin' no pink
Take it straight to the head, she full of that drank
She gon' give me head, show me how you think
Got shooters on go, hit you 'fore you blink
I just laugh at you hoes on the way to the bank
Tell me, what does it be?
'Cause I'm from the streets, but I'm not that nigga who read it and weep
You so macho, brother, I'm not yo taco
So where's the beef?
Most of these niggas, they duckin' the sweep
I'ma go and get it while these niggas sleep
She sexy as fuck, I call her my freak
Eat that ass with a tan like she on the beach
Run through the game like I got on cleats
Pull up in coupes, so that mean it's two seats
I got a check that come in every week
And just all of my fans, they wait for the release
Understand what I'm sayin', that's capiche
I paid a hundred fifty for my teeth
If you really not talkin' 'bout money, I recommend that you really don't speak
Okay, I fucked your bitch in the sheets
Deep down, she know I am from the streets
Pull up your block and did it with no key
Yeah, my shoes, they double C
Pull up a Lamb', can't do a V
Your bitch my baby, put her on her knee
You know I'm known to beat it right to sleep
My pockets, they filled with the lettuce, cheese
Tell me, what does it be?
'Cause I'm from the streets, but I'm not that nigga who read it and weep
You so macho, brother, I'm not yo taco
So where's the beef?
Most of these niggas, they duckin' the sweep
I'ma go and get it while these niggas sleep
She sexy as fuck, I call her my freak
Eat that ass with a tan like she on the beach
This is another JonnySandz production
