Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La Quinta , by - JAY WORTHY. Song from the album Aktive, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: GDF
Song language: English
La Quinta |
| Say Steve, I still can’t believe you graduated man, haha |
| Man, shut up |
| Glad we outta school, man, look at these stupid ass broads |
| I’m bout to get my pimp thang on started |
| You know I got so many hoes man I gotta get an assistant pimp just to keep |
| track of 'em, you know |
| Make sure they on the right streets and shit |
| Hey Skippy, why you always talkin' 'bout this pimp stuff, man? |
| What’s happening? |
| 'Cause it’s real man, I’m a pimp |
| New day, new bitch, so it’s new money |
| High tech in the Cove 'cause I’m blue, honey |
| Old clip in my shit homie, ooh well they |
| Talkin' all that shit, better do somethin' |
| I be really in the set, on the deuce thuggin' |
| Breakin' bitches on the brands like it ain’t nothin' |
| Take them back to the Biggs', get to straight fuckin' |
| She better pay attention nigga, this some real shit |
| She used to fuckin' with them lames, I’m a real pimp |
| Give money out her ass, stupid hoe bitch |
| Had her trappin', blowin' up at La Quinta |
| Set up bitches for the homies in the Pita |
| Went from poor bitches to those them leather seats |
| Went from fuckin' rats to bitches on TV |
| Live the life of a real nigga |
| If you ain’t got bread, then why the fuck would I deal witcha? |
| Yeah we ain’t dealin' witchu man |
| Ain’t nothin' you can do that we can’t do |
| We just do it a little better, playa |
| Get paid, every day, gotta go off your plan |
| I’m like a young Mack Dre, no Captain Kirk, wholesale |
| Man ain’t no time for love, we gotta get fly |
| Man bitches up the bar that got me doin' crime |
| Violated parole and we ain’t done nothin' wrong |
| Had to skip town 'cause the cops know me where I’m from |
| Got the room at the La Quinta |
| I ain’t even unpacked my shit, cracked a bitch |
| And then I sent her, put my shit on the map |
| Ex-con with a million-dollar plan |
| Breakin hoes in e’ery city I done ran through |
| My operation making cash and they done made a |
| Task for my ass, tryna trail but I move too fast |
| My boy’s tryin to work it, got me over the border |
| Cane straight to Seattle, London drugs imported |
| All these player haters broke us but we got a room |
| At the La Quinta with some hoes and we goin' up |
| Bitch you don’t know what’s goin on |
| (She ain’t know what’s goin on) |
| She don’t know what I’m gon' do |