Dusty Music (feat. Ke Millie)

Huh, why they call me Spaz

Ha ha, heavy

These ain\'t no Oaks, these ain\'t no Oaks

These ain\'t no Oaks, huh

Bitch, huh, huh

Locky on me with a switch

Chasin\' a check, I ain\'t chasin\' a dusty

After I hit, I\'ma go for your friend

I\'m tellin\' you, baby, don\'t love me

We still on that block, I say we at the top

Cause I feel ain\'t no **** above me, uh

My T-shirt a miry, my denim is purple

I must say the feelin\' is lovely

All this designer I got on cost me a pretty penny

And I ain\'t got time to bring you home

But I would if you let me

What you tryna get with out this Hennessy

Fuck off this melody, I be spittin

What you tryna make you a few memories

Out of this billing that I be whippin\'

Fell off in this bitch, just me and my steppers

Turnin\' up off our anthems

50 just bumped this real lil\' hoe

Now her **** bout havin\' a tantrum

If he get the teeth and come out of my Louis

With somethin\' as black as a panther

Pull up in the Benz with somethin\' exotic

But probably leave out with a dancin

Oochie, wale, wale, she like Jam

I pull up up in that kill, but she like MC Hammer

That dirty Diana

And we can\'t even go out on dates

Cause we ain\'t got no manners

And I might put ten up in her account

To let me hit on camera

She just let me hit on camera

I got a water

I\'m fishin\' a vet with a vet

I feel like the man, I\'m fuckin\' her daughter

Remember that ugly corner

Now you can hit me from Cali to Florida

Play with Kimilly, we up in the torches

Now they collectin\' your body for corners