Make a Movie

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich] I say two shows in one night, fucked two hoes in one night A four ounce, three condems, two blunts and one sprite Yeah, I fuck with Inglewood, shout out my nigga Ice B Shout out my nigga A.P., he got coco from Ice T Riding round in that Astin, these Forgiatos, stop asking Yeah, this a six speed, just sit back and roll my weed Three stacks on these red bottoms, might pull up on your bottom Call you up a lil later, nigga, and let you know that the kid got them No, I ain't no pimp rapper I rap and I pimp Got this broke nigga mad, 'cause he can't rap and he ain't a pimp He wanna be just like me, he called me up for a feature But he ain't have his money right, I guess he ain't having no monеy, right? It's Philthy [Verse 2: YG] YG 400! I don't care what you know, nigga, you don't know me I take your bitch and makе a movie with her, like she Angelina Jolie She 'bout her cash and her cheese, I bet I smash her for free It's like [?] in that pussy, how she pass it to me OK, I [?] a bitch, and then I fuck her on the same night Give her that [?] dick, be on the same flight Bitch [?] bitch better get right She keep asking for the dick, bitch, sit tight She on me, yeah she want me So she pulling down my zipper If the homies come around, we [?] I go hard on these hoes, [?] I'm a sinner Met this bitch off of Twitter, [?] was in Denver Ate her like she was dinner, then I bounced on that bitch throat No homo, niggas on that Sisco I'm too cool for you dudes, you niggas foo foos Take your bitch and make a movie, and put it on YouTube [Verse 3: I-Rocc] [?] on my line, she [?] shit up out of me Stalking a nigga, just tryna get some dick outa me A hundred different hoes, doing the same thing But baby got a buzz, been hearing her name ring Give her the game clean, now the broad scared of me Turn the camera on, and fuck a Ron Jairimy Blow her back out, doing dammage like it's ten of me Now lil mama gotta [?] Big screen dreams, won't make it to motion pictures If you got a lil [?] then I ain't fucking with you bitches [?] get them to the crib, got them off coke If you [?] final cut pro Left hand on my camera, other on my [?] Bust that thang open, she tryna get the starring role Make her go to work, dope dick shawty Why that nigga hating? Bet his ho bitch know me Gon' ask him [Verse 4: Erin McKeown] Man, I sware to god These bitches on my bumper She wanting me to fuck her I ain't even got her number I met the bitch last summer I was sitting in the hummer Smoking on some [?] OG That's my favorite kind of weed Know a nigga on one Na, girl, I'm on two Pop another pill, and call your other homegirl through Man, that bitch is bad I sware that bitch is bad Tryna [?] tell her pull up to my pad That nigga gon' be mad Because we gon' do the damn [?] We gon' [?] in the kitchen Then we going to the room [?] boom [?] shawty Why that nigga hating? Bet his ho bitch know me I'm talking 'bout