isiah dymons (damn zay) – they say lyrics
i got yo b-tch in the front
got yo hoe in the back
take they -ss to the crib
they face down in my lap
so much bank in my pockets
look like i work in the trap
these hoes say i’m the man
i guess i got it like that
they say boy you the sh-t
boy you the sh-t
they say boy you the sh-t
boy you the sh-t
so much bank in my pockets
look like i work in the trap
these hoes say i’m the man
i guess i got it like that
they say
i’m flexing its nothing
i’m cut throat you know it
this money keep growing
these b-tches they notice
i know that they love me
i’m acid caint touch me
i’m balling caint guard me
no practice just buckets
i don’t sip lean but i do blow trees
and i don’t get around cus i stay lowkey
yo girl know me
she feel lucky
i’m all in her mouth like 2 buck teeth
who that n-gg- in the booth that’s me
the one light skin wit the 6 gold teeth
the one lil n-gg- like 06 kobe
if he shoots shots no 2s just 3’s
ok hands up i feel like tony
montana when them n-gg-s run up me
with the choppa in my hand at ya homies
got ya girl on my line wit the role play
on my line talking bout she trying 4play
tryna eat a n-gg- up like a full plate
that’s what happen when the game show you blue face
i got yo b-tch in the front
got yo hoe in the back
take they -ss to the crib
they face down in my lap
so much bank in my pockets
look like i work in the trap
these hoes say i’m the man
i guess i got it like that
they say boy you the sh-t
boy you the sh-t
they say boy you the sh-t
boy you the sh-t
so much bank in my pockets
look like i work in the trap
these hoes say i’m the man
i guess i got it like that
they say
i’m on it these dollars
these n-gg-s they follow
these women they holla
they like me for my commas
i might f-ck up some commas
sh-t take yo baby momma
it just might start some drama
that gucci feragamo
you ain’t ever seen no sh-t like this
fit so wet like church baptist
yo sh-t boring
my sh-t foreign
my sh-t will make a lame n-gg- feel important
my b-tch wit me like she been imported
yo chick still in the club wearing jordans
yo chick on my phone like an update
looking like she chasing me down its a foot race
oh no here we go
yo n-gg-s foul where’s my free throw
they shoot shots they right below
zero average i get ghost
i don’t know them n-gg-s over there
they girl looking at me like she wrapping up her hair
to put it all on me
let a n-gg- get a chair
i’m running this sh-t i swear the game ain’t fair
i got yo b-tch in the front
got yo hoe in the back
take they -ss to the crib
they face down in my lap
so much bank in my pockets
look like i work in the trap
these hoes say i’m the man
i guess i got it like that
they say boy you the sh-t
boy you the sh-t
they say boy you the sh-t
boy you the sh-t
so much bank in my pockets
look like i work in the trap
these hoes say i’m the man
i guess i got it like that
they say
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