Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scotty, artist - LUD FOE. Date of issue: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Scotty |
| If your discussion ain’t about no money, quit talking then |
| My bitch an immigrant, I like 'em foreign, yeah she a ten |
| I probably stuck my dick in every dime, the jigga man |
| I hit the club in my chinchilla coat, like Killa Cam |
| The plug shippin' me narcotics in, I called it in |
| Got so much money on the fuckin floor, it’s fallin' in |
| You that lil nigga think you a gorilla, with monkey hands |
| Switch different traps, I know the police plottin', on runnin' in |
| Towards the middle the month, the trap house slow up |
| Nigga, don’t bro us, 'cause you don’t know us, ayy |
| Better have that fetty right on time if you owe us |
| Re-rock it and sell you the same dope that you sold us |
| Bitch, you must thought I was in love with you, I’m done with you |
| Done fucked around and now she sprung on this young nigga |
| This bitch told me give her some' she could put her tongue on |
| I’m lurkin', lookin' for someone to pull my gun on |
| I just spent a brand new check, got one of my hoes a booty |
| Seven different hoes of the week, they got different duties |
| I do damage with this tooly, I knock out your sushi |
| She out her rabbit ass mind, think I’m gon' eat her coochie |
| Just bought a chopper, named it Badazz, Lil Boosie |
| Set you on fire 'til I’m runnin' out of fuckin' fluid |
| She smokin' reefer, up and pop a pill, she’s a hype ho |
| What’s to these faggot ass rappers wearing all of these tight clothes? |
| If your discussion ain’t about no money, quit talking then |
| My bitch an immigrant, I like 'em foreign, yeah she a ten |
| I probably stuck my dick in every dime, the jigga man |
| I hit the club in my chinchilla coat, like Killa Cam |
| The plug shippin' me narcotics in, I called it in |
| Got so much money on the fuckin floor, it’s fallin' in |
| You that lil nigga think you a gorilla, with monkey hands |
| Switch different traps, I know the police plottin', on runnin' in |
| Gave her a drink, she cleaned the place, she had a white ass nose |
| I put Malaysian in my bitch, yeah she don’t wear micros |
| I stuck my dick in the rap game, it had a tight asshole |
| Check out my watch, a lot of diamonds on this white ass gold |
| I’m a young nigga but God blessed me with an old ass ho |
| I’m a young nigga but got bodies on this old ass pole |
| And at fifteen I was runnin' wild and fuckin' old ass hoes |
| Steppin on these niggas' feet, I know they got some sore ass toes |
| Bitch, I’m dry whippin', tryna turn a half to a whole |
| And bitch it’s only when I’m workin' on this old ass dope |
| Every time I’m in your city it’s a sold out show |
| But still my trap house twenty-four and it’ll never close |
| If your discussion ain’t about no money, quit talking then |
| My bitch an immigrant, I like 'em foreign, yeah she a ten |
| I probably stuck my dick in every dime, the jigga man |
| I hit the club in my chinchilla coat, like Killa Cam |
| The plug shippin' me narcotics in, I called it in |
| Got so much money on the fuckin floor, it’s fallin' in |
| You that lil nigga think you a gorilla, with monkey hands |
| Switch different traps, I know the police plottin', on runnin' in |
| Towards the middle the month |