| In the spaceman coupe when a nigga ridin' 'round, flyin' saucer
|
| 4 hoes on my dick cause a nigga look like Big Poppa
|
| Got the ice on my neck and a bitch look like Ghost Rider
|
| She five minutes in, hit the dick, now a bitch dumbfounded
|
| Young nigga hit the block and came back with the fat pockets
|
| Got a bad ass bitch and she eat a dick like a gobstopper
|
| Hundred K on the neck and a nigga feel like Big Poppa
|
| Stepped out of the whip and a nigga looked like Big Poppa
|
| These fuck ass niggas run around and they dick hoppin'
|
| I’m the same young nigga back then, I ain’t ever clique hoppin'
|
| Got a bad ass bitch on my dick and she wanna see my wallet
|
| Keep your eyes to yourself, young bitch you don’t need to see my pocket
|
| Ice all over my neck and my bitch look like Ghost Rider
|
| Hit the club, smoke some weed, hit the lean, now a nigga on fire
|
| Young nigga came through a nigga never could’ve came harder
|
| Five chains on the neck, goddamn feel like a fuckin' Spartan
|
| Got the shield and the sword, now a nigga feel like he a Spartan
|
| Three hundred on his neck, goddam nigga feel like moonwalkin'
|
| Pull up, Stingray, goddamn, look like a flyin' saucer
|
| Bad bitch on the dick and she eat a dick just like sausage
|
| All in the coupe and I’m all in some Coogi
|
| Goddam I’m feelin' like Biggie
|
| Bitch in my booth and we might make a movie
|
| Goddamn I feel like Swizzy
|
| B’s in here and I feel like Bizzy, C’s in here and I feel like 50
|
| Ceej in red, LightSkinMac in blue
|
| Got a whole bunch of G’s with me
|
| Bustin' a 'rillo, I’m rollin' a 'rillo
|
| I’m sorry it took me so long, it was sticky
|
| Killin' these niggas ain’t nothing much really
|
| All of the niggas that’s real, they gon' feel me
|
| Got a bitch on ice, somethin' like D’usse
|
| Magic City Monday money, I’ma throw it all on a Tuesday
|
| Put dope on a nigga, smoke on it
|
| Dope dun-ta-duns, 400, still blunted, who want it?
|
| You could never have a mil', nah I’m 'bout to be worth a mil'
|
| Pop a few pills and I’m still on 'em
|
| Nigga I’m a real monster
|
| Real mobsters watch us cause we bossed up
|
| Throwin' shots up 'til the nigga unconscious
|
| Better keep your girl locked up 'fore she end up knocked up, nigga
|
| I don’t know your bitch but the bitch know me
|
| Know these niggas out to get me so I stay lowkey
|
| If I want it I can get it, never paid no fee
|
| But I’d be damned if a nigga ever tried to play me
|
| Cause I’m on top, got it on lock
|
| Tryna beat me, ye ain’t even got a close shot
|
| Won’t stop, get the job done then I roll up
|
| If I ain’t the best then I’m creepin' in the 4 top
|
| Tell these bitches I’ma kill 'em every chance I get
|
| Gotta make it all back from all the cash I spent
|
| Pull up in all black with the windows tint
|
| And I only want the money if the cash came bent
|
| Fuck you sayin'? |
| I’m why they waitin'
|
| Those your best friends, bitch why you fakin'?
|
| Got a new nigga but kids got taken
|
| Boss shoes, new bag but house still vacant
|
| Goddamn, I don’t understand
|
| Dusty ass bitches better learn who I am
|
| Sittin' in my throne, higher than the Grand Can'
|
| Bitch talkin' slick, tell her get to steppin' like Pam
|
| I could give a fuck about you, what your crew done done
|
| If you want it, you can get it, nigga your option
|
| You lil' niggas all talk, you ain’t 'bout nothin'
|
| Set it off in the lot and watch you run, run, nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song That Got Damn (Freestyle) , by - Mike WiLL Made It. Song from the album Ransom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп