I Don't Need No Help (Glokknine Remix)

Slick rick type of **** 'cause I'm a bad bitch getter

Poppin' pain killers, higher than a plane, ****

You a lame, you ain't gang, so I can't hang with ya

Touch my chain, bang, bang, snatch a **** brain, ****

Got a pole on my hip, ain't no fightin'

I strike a **** with this thirty like some lightnin'

I hit her for the night, I don't do no wifin'

I fuck her, then delete her, yeah, I'm so triflin'

Real, real, real, real, real savage

I don't fuck with that bitch if she average

I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley

She taste like candy, do you understand me?

Brand new car, hop out the Vette, ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek

Brand new chain, ice on my neck

Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC

I'm up all night, I don't get rest

I'm catchin' these flights, and chasin' a check

Lil' baby, she wet, I don't want sex

Open your mouth and give me your neck

Uh, give me your neck, yeah

Keep your pants on, yeah, I want the neck

Want the neck, keep your pants on

For real, bitch keep your pants on

I'm a Slick Rick type of ****

She wanna fuck with me because my band's bigger

Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor

And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture

I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'

I hope you don't try to take nothin'

My **** strapped with army guns

Yeah, you think I'm lyin', I'll show you one

We up form the hip and we burn one

When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son

That's your head, son

When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son

Yeah, yeah