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ralfy the plug - options lyrics

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[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 b+tch 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 b+tch 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 n+gga 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, b+tch, i got time to date
better be lucky you get to f+ck a n+gga 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 b+tches 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
b+tch, i’ve been the trophy ever since my birthday
i’m half+human, half+god, b+tch, i think i’m hercules
i can f+ck you good, i don’t need no percocet
sittin’ at home broke, bro, i wouldn’t encourage that
the plug
[chorus]
which b+tch 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 b+tch 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 n+gga popped like faygos
stackin’ all these chips to the top like pringles
if the stincs not the truth, stop usin’ our lingo
bad b+tches throw my number under “mandingo”
not the regular orange juice, b+tch, i’m tampico
man, them n+ggas 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 n+ggas’ 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 b+tch 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 b+tch 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



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