Skype Me

Lyrics

[Chorus: HoodRichSlatt] Yeah, yeah, ayy Icy like a Pisces, bet your bitch wanna wife me And she got an Android so she tryna skype me Hittin' her from the back, got booty cheeks on my white tee And a young nigga get a check like Nike Make your bitch ride on the dick like a bikey Smoking la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la This TEC go duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh [Verse 1: 8oo Ca$h] She gon' pop that pussy then drink me like a soda (Yeah) No more luck with bitches, I got hoes in Minnesota (Yeah, yeah) Free Money Gang extort your homie, get him poked up More white girl than a playboy, lil' nigga, get your coke up I'm trapping out my residence, my neighbors think I'm innocent I fucked her, gave her right back to her nigga like I rented it I'm sliding on these opps, it's only right I went and tinted it Subtracting all the petty shit, I'm tryna add up dividends These niggas cap like blah-blah-blah My bitches talk like, "Give me this" Got a mino Draco, blah-da-da Hate many men like 50 Cent She see me with them racks out, that bitch say that she like me I bet if I went back down, that bitch wouldn't even write me Remember I was posted on the block in my white tee Now I ride past, [?] to the Audi Bitches used to leave when we brought pistols to the party Now I tell security to keep these bitches off me [Chorus: HoodRichSlatt] Yeah, yeah, ayy Icy like a Pisces, bet your bitch wanna wife me And she got an Android so she tryna skype me Hittin' her from the back, got booty cheeks on my white tee And a young nigga get a check like Nike Make your bitch ride on the dick like a bikey Smoking la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la This TEC go duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh [Verse 2: K Suave] She blowin' me up when she mad I talk to that bitch like her dad Fuck an Uber, I called her a cab Hurt her feelings while you get attached Switch the locks to the door Leave her stuck like a S'more I'm knocking her down like a fort Poppin' these pills like a cork I'm tryna get in them shorts Told her ass, "Welcome aboard" (Slatt) She claiming she not a whore I told her I want some more Pop up at your door like the landlord She get the feeling in my jeans, she say that my dick so fat You say that you really 'bout it, you ain't a street, it's an act How you think you taking hollows? You can't even take a tap Now you wanna turn around, I told your ass no going back Had to take her ass to get upgraded 'cause her phone was wack (God, that shit was lame) [Chorus: HoodRichSlatt] Yeah, yeah, ayy Icy like a Pisces, bet your bitch wanna wife me And she got an Android so she tryna skype me Hittin' her from the back, got booty cheeks on my white tee And a young nigga get a check like Nike Make your bitch ride on the dick like a bikey Smoking la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la This TEC go duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh