More songs by Rob49
Description
Vocalist: Rob49
Programming Engineer, Producer: Shel
Programming Engineer, Producer: Nate
Engineer: Joshua “The Za Effect” Zayas
Mixing Engineer: Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Mastering Engineer: Peter A. Barker
A& R: Stephen Baynes
A& R: Mike Ryan
Aand Radministrator: Jeanne Venton
Composer Lyricist: Robert Thomas
Composer Lyricist: Sheldon Gadson
Composer Lyricist: Nathaniel Hooker
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah
Gotta get that ghetto pussy here and there (Let's go)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
She ain't tryna fuck with me, but the hoe wanna fuck my mans (She did)
She playin' (Facts)
Why you doggin' on hoes when them hoes
Don't treat you bad? (They don't)
I can't (Can't)
While I put her on the 'Gram, actin'
Like he a G, cap (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
See what I'm sayin'?
Name a boss bitch, I can guarantee I done had her (Yeah)
Peep this (Yeah)
I pass that hoe to my brother and let him stab her (Let's go)
It's lit (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
I'm a big dog, Foolskit nationwide artist (Yeah)
Shit (Shit)
So boss bitches, that be my only target (Two)
Feel me?
Yeah, I know who did it, but I ain't gon' say who did it (Damn)
I ain't (Facts)
Tell 'em chill out with it before he fuck up the city (City)
On gang (Yeah)
That's your main man? Better tell him mind his business (Fuck with me)
Okay, huh, I'ma scoop first, I ain't 'bout to go like Biggie (I ain't)
I can't (Can't)
Yeah, let's go (Woo), fool
Nigga ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I got shit put up with this money, yeah
I know they hate my guts and they can't tell me how I hunnid, look
Nigga, I ain't even gon' cap, every hoe
Who claim it, I done fucked 'em, yeah
Big Ol' Fool time one, if I can't get pipe then I can't go to clubs
I know I fuck these hoes, if we catch '
Em in public, I can't give 'em hugs
I'm tryna tell 'em the rule, we ain't tryna
Go catch one, Magnum, mask, and gloves
You go ask the bitch why she mad right now 'cause I don't give a damn
First go pity and I'm leavin', fuck a
Dude and I don't pay for features, hmm
Bitch, go ask—, yeah, I doggo's out, you gotta believe me (Yeah)
Cuz like how Beezy would, never smoke, it's nice to meet ya (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm not Petey, I'm Big Ol' Foolskit, fresh big demon (Brr)
Let's go (Yeah)
Every bitch I done touched still wanna fuck me (Yeah)
Nuttin' a whole nigga, throw plenty P's back like a gusher (Fool)
Trust me, I do it and plead it, if a nigga
Plead so far, bitch, it's fuck ya (Yeah)
Whippin' the Maybach, this bitch here bouncin' like a bunny, huh
I can't be lackin', I'd rather get caught with this bitch on me, huh
I'm in the projects goin' out, shit beat up, bitches fuck 'em, huh
I'm linkin' killers up with the killers, Dumb and Dumber, huh
Flyin' the G6 and I'm on Jesus, bitch, I'm bustin', huh
I make 'em love me, all my new hoes from 'cross the country, huh
I know they try and count a nigga out, I feel like fuck 'em, huh
Chain on, bust it back, whole head splurgin', shit ain't nothin', huh
I got more riches than niggas I used to look up to, huh
One eye full toot on that Percocet, bust it, get you loose, huh
I'm in the gamma right now with Vito of a tooth, huh
Any nigga I say better to get it, go and do it, huh
I'm bringin' model hoes to my trenches, ask my dudes, huh
I'm puttin' them model hoes in rotation, bitch, it's good, huh
I ain't tryna fuck nothin', hoes they be fuckin', bitches stupid, huh
How 'bout my nigga gon' cost me to do it, I do it