Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadCome with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozosMy AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelCan't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadDon't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayyHunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayyTry to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayyKnow that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayyI made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it, " ayyThirty for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ayyHad so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sipOut the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'And I'm like, "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soakedI got homies, let it blow, ohMy money thick, won't ever foldShe said, "Can I have some to hold?"And I can't ever tell you no
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelCan't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadCome with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozosMy AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelCan't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadDon't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazyI'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babiesIt's fifty on the pinky, chain so stankyYou should see the whip, promise I can take yo bitchDolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop topBoolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-topJust one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)Uh, take you to the smoke shopWe gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit RodeoDial up Valentino, we gon' hit PicoTake you where I'm from, take you to the slumsThis ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real brightSaint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans thoughAll VVSs, put you in a necklaceGirl, you look beautiful tonightStars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelCan't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadCome with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozosMy AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelCan't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadDon't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
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