Lyrics

[Hook x2] Runnin' to the cash Runnin' way from task Tryna' Get the Fuck out that jam If not it's do do do blam Eat your bitch out like she turkey or ham Then she eat me I say dam I'm fuckin her while she screamin out dam Because that's just who i am [Verse 1] She got nomore problems when i hit it from the back Straight nick nack pattiwhack the cat She shakin ass cuz i wanna see it clap Make it spit for her like it's bout to rap Shit i'm tired bitch i'm bout to take a nap Open up your legs Sleepin in your lap Stop with all the fuckin chitter chat Or ya momma house you going back to that Got the drink in me going back to back Spittin for the feens call that free crack And i'm off a thing or two Still going hard in the booth Stuck to the script like some glue And im not worried bout you With my niggas and we all pimpin Got your bitch on my balls limpin Finessing how i make my living No LA but me and bro we was in the store and we bought it Steady going retarted Weed louder than a marching band smelling like a fat bitch farted I could fuck your bitch when i turn 40 Living lavish who would've thought it I could've sworn it was a drought Fucked your bitch just cause she opened her mouth She soundin fishy like a fuckin trout And she doing dick i have no doubt[x3] She soundin fishy like a fuckin trout And she doing dick i have no doubt [Hook x2] Runnin' to the cash Runnin' way from task Tryna' Get the Fuck out that jam If not it's do do do blam Eat your bitch out like she turkey or ham Then she eat me I say dam I'm fuckin her while she screamin out dam Because that's just who i am