OPTIONS

Lyrics

[Intro] Eenie-miney-mo, what you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Gang and them, no lames with them (Juice) Roster, that eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Hmm [Chorus] Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Me and money go together like chili on mangoes He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Me and money go together like chili on mangoes He gon' diе if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf [Verse 1] Lеt a nigga try me, I bet he gon' die today In the bed I make you suffocate, I'm J. Holiday If we fightin' over the money, bitch, I got time to date Better be lucky you get to fuck a nigga with real diamond chains All the hoes pick me like they tryna win a parlay She like, "Ralfy, I hate you, but I love your third leg" He took some shots to the face like it's open bar day Finna start an empire on the West like Charlamagne Bad bitches call me papi when they off that champagne Told her, "You can give me money when I'm havin' a bad day" We put coffee in our cups, we ain't have no first aid I don't argue with a ho, you'll get fired on the first day Bitch, I've been the trophy ever since my birthday I'm half-human, half-God, bitch, I think I'm Hercules I can fuck you good, I don't need no Percocet Sittin' at home broke, bro, I wouldn't encourage that The Plug [Chorus] Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Me and money go together like chili on mangoes He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Me and money go together like chili on mangoes He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf [Verse 2] It ain't nothin' to get a nigga popped like Faygos Stackin' all these chips to the top like Pringles If the Stincs not the truth, stop usin' our lingo Bad bitches throw my number under "Mandingo" Not the regular orange juice, bitch, I'm Tampico Man, them niggas ain't no shooter, they don't know Bambino Actin' like he run the mob, he think he Al Pacino Drip made in Italy like a cappuccino You ain't got no hoes 'cause you ain't got no Steelo Tryna stunt, we'd jack niggas' ass like Steevo I'm from LA, I ain't never ever seen a Deebo Why would I put you on a play and you known for freeloadin'? The Plug [Chorus] Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Me and money go together like chili on mangoes He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf Which bitch on my roster? That eenie-miney-mo What you gon' do when you got options? I got way too many hoes Me and money go together like chili on mangoes He gon' die if he try me, I don't play 'bout DeJ Loaf