| Wha, where my cup?
|
| City ticket on my truck
|
| Man, they coulda passed me
|
| Damn. |
| this shit Ras B
|
| Wha, where my cup?
|
| I’m tip now I dont give no fu-
|
| And oh — she thought she had me
|
| I just figured last week
|
| (Waitaminute)
|
| Keep it moving (on)
|
| It’s my time, I don’t need it
|
| (waitaminute)
|
| Keep it moving (on)
|
| Even if it' on my own
|
| 'Member me, woah
|
| Hennessy, flow
|
| All these zeros
|
| I done seen
|
| Dough turn hella in-da-street to industry hoes
|
| Let me see those
|
| I’m just trynna chill
|
| And make a little money
|
| My nigga D Rose
|
| Now, you ain’t seen me ridin' 'round in a minute
|
| But when I’m seen, I got the diamonds on
|
| Hatin' ass niggas at the coffee shop
|
| Got the nerve to tell me that I’m grindin' wrong
|
| Bet his girl would want to come, wanted steak
|
| Penthouse up in Vegas, Mandalay
|
| With an ass like, «My God», give it a praise
|
| If I smack that, Annie May, it’ll be OK, just-
|
| Damn, drinkin again
|
| Tokin', not thinkin' again
|
| I can share your heart in bed, love
|
| Next day not speaking again
|
| Gotta keep my wheels, G
|
| Yes ma’am, thats why we in a Benz
|
| Dont be my reason to vent
|
| Slow stroke that ass while the record spins
|
| I pulls up, black cherry wet
|
| I’m here now, and I mean trouble
|
| My checks way more than I thought they would be
|
| Bitch, I been seein' double
|
| I used to ride this old Cavalier
|
| Smoked out on the Dan Ryan with the fan flyin'
|
| Cause the air was broke
|
| I’m good now, but back then I was like-
|
| Woah… uhuh…okay…
|
| Shutup
|
| Drunk text… she call…
|
| Tell her
|
| (Keep it moving)
|
| Sorry, I hope sh__'ll get
|
| Better
|
| But for me to deal with that right now
|
| …uh.never |