Dat B**ch (Amended Album Version)

Dat B**ch (Amended Album Version)

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[Chorus: x2]
Just hit me a lick finna' blow a check
Got stacks on me goons on deck
Finna slide through the strip club and make a mess
I don't wont that hoe I want that bitch

I got a stack in every pocket, pistol on waist,
Liquor in my hand, no smile on my face,
Hand full that shit, I'm finna throw away,
Finna ball, been countin' money all day,
Lil' boy move, big boy finna play,
Blow this shit, and nothin' but paper anyway,
Nothin' nigga money fuck nigga anyway,
Nigga slip and done took it, all I'ma say,
Nigga lame, he a rookie, nigga okay,
Finna snatch me a hoe, spend it on bay,
Got fire on me, fuck it I'ma parlay,
Now I'm lookin' for the right hoe I'ma slay.

[Chorus: x2]

To all money gone nigga, fuck it imma hang,
If she bad, and she fuck it, I'ma blow change,
Ain't got to I'ma fuck on my name
Trying to fuck some got time to run game
Tell how lil' mama alright that she fuck lames
When I'm throwing my paper nigga I ain't aim
But let her play with this shit I want the real thang
Slip and fall off all this money I'm the blame
If she sweet she gon' fuck around and get trained
P-S-O-P got me off the chain
Ain't no cuffin' going on these hoes got game
Got stacks of this shit no chump change

[Chorus: x2]

Red cross be the lit so time it's to ball
First thing I did was grab my dog
Fuck being on the block put it on pause
First thing I holla'd take me to the mall
Fuck what you talking bout trying to blow it all
Spend some on the hoe some on my dog
Nigga told me before you walk you gotta crawl
Now this lit go me hit got me standing tall
One round for I got it fuck all yall
Just grab me some diamonds no flaws
Got a rule over here nigga nothin' small
I want that bitch right there nigga no problems.

[Chorus: x2]

Written by WASHINGTON, ALGERNOD / VALBRUN, DANIEL / VALBRUN, JOSEPH / LEVATTE, RONELL / MARTIN, ALEXANDER
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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