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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deon Hawkins
Deon Hawkins
Vocals
Brandon Rainey
Brandon Rainey
Vocals
Jaylar Abram
Jaylar Abram
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deon Hawkins
Deon Hawkins
Songwriter
Brandon Rainey
Brandon Rainey
Songwriter
Jaylar Abram
Jaylar Abram
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Vision
DJ Vision
Producer

Lyrics

They'll never take me out, I'm finna make us win (Never take me out)
I don't wanna hear your mouth, ****, raise your hand (Riase your hand)
Need her rent paid, she in the club, well, today's your chance (Today's your chance)
I just let it fly, told her, "I don't want no table dance" (I don't want no table dance)
I got on that shit in here, no jokin'
I got bitches in the booth naked, yeah, I can't focus (I can't focus)
I want all her friends, but who the baddest with most motion? (Most motion)
Flexed up, I'm hoppin' out a Brabus, feel like Hulk Hogan (Hulk Hogan)
Couple thousand on your hair, that's a small token (Damn)
I'm only sittin' in black trucks, ain't no Ford Focus (Black trucks)
Got bitches in the barber shop like Lamar Odom (Like Lamar)
You ain't got no money, got no hoes, ****, stop mopin' (**** broke)
All I know is money, drugs, sluts
Fuck a bitch and get some chips, no matter what
I ain't even trippin', might be chillin' by my lonely in the cut
They gon' shoot until he tore a **** up
Bustin' that lil' bitch down, you gon' throw for me or what?
Runnin' up through them racks, you know this from me and us
Saw seven pink fifty, blue hundred, this me and bud
Woah, woah
I got on that shit in here, no jokin' (No jokin')
I got bitches in the booth naked, yeah, I can't focus (I can't focus)
I want all her friends, but who the baddest with most motion? (Most motion)
Flexed up, I'm hoppin' out a Brabus, feel like Hulk Hogan (Hulk Hogan)
Couple thousand on your hair, that's a small token (Damn)
I'm only sittin' in black trucks, ain't no Ford Focus (Black trucks)
Got bitches in the barber shop like Lamar Odom (Like Lamar)
You ain't got no money, got no hoes, ****, stop mopin (**** broke)
**** lame, be at home, probably watch Oprah (Watchin' Oprah)
Safe stuffed full of bands, damn near popped open (Popped open)
Peel off, I do donuts in the Lamb', leave my block smokin' (Block smokin')
For safety, brought another twenty like I'm Bron Darwin (Bron Darwin)
Bitches tryna lock me down like I'm Sauce Gardner (Gardner)
Promise when he come around, I'm havin' thoughts of him (Havin' thoughts)
If you ain't fuck, why you say you used to talk to him (You said)
I'm fuckin' on her head to toe, I made her talk through it (Talk through it)
She was talkin' like she liked that, had to mate his top (Top head)
Yeah, I got on that shit in here, I kid you not (Kid you not)
Only want my people in the club, so it's rented out (Rented out)
My bitch goin' through my phone like, "What's this about?" (What's this?)
I got on that shit in here, no jokin' (No jokin')
I got bitches in the booth naked, yeah, I can't focus (I can't focus)
I want all her friends, but who the baddest with most motion? (Most motion)
Flexed up, I'm hoppin' out a Brabus, feel like Hulk Hogan (Hulk Hogan)
Couple thousand on your hair, that's a small token (Damn)
I'm only sittin' in black trucks, ain't no Ford Focus (Black trucks)
Got bitches in the barber shop like Lamar Odom (Like Lamar)
You ain't got no money, got no hoes, ****, stop mopin' (**** broke)
Written by: Brandon Rainey, Deon Hawkins, Jaylar Abram
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