CRISS CROSS

Lyrics

I step up on out there lookin' round like where da hunnies That bop was lookin' at me funny but ian think nuthin of it Ion really give a fuck bout nun cept da money Look at my gack like o yea that y they was running from me I rack Just what I want 25 8 408 Glocky bussin' and ain' no foreplay I'ma do it da long way you take da hoe way Minimalist ain' look fudda bitch still take ya hoe away All flat getchu that serve boy like Big Boss No father why alladese boys b so criss cross That bih stain my dick with huh lip gloss Yeen throw my chippy then you best get lost I just want my bag Why these lil motherfucker be mad I'm tried and true and all a you is just trendy onna fad How i'm raisin' all these motherfucker when I ain' got no dad I can't stop it twist it bop it now i got you lookin' bad I be tossin' Scooby snacks Ask yo bih how you like that I ain' rockin' with da rats I ain' flockin' with da rest Get some poppin' at your chest I show you dats what I do best And ion wan hur what you suggest Y they trespass in my nest Club house got buds out Yeen sticking wit us you run round Cause walking wit da pump out Yuon wan see what he gon dump out Said good thing that ian get shot But boy not really gon pop In your square wit da dot Spy boy picking locks Boom packs out da lot Drop dimes i throw rocks Makin hits like a bot Ore ida got them tots