NOLA

I'ma make it worse if you wanna act up

So, what you playing for? I can make you jealous

First, I'ma back it up, rub it in your face

**** that won't fold up

I could really use some

Whoop that trick, get 'em

I could really use some

Teeth that ain't fucked up

I could really use some

Money in a duffel bag

I could really use some

Love that the 90's had

I could really use some

Weed heavy, make me choke

I could really use some

Shit, I might me outta hope

I could really use some

Shawty wanna grip my rope, but

I could really use some

Dame todo mami

Dame todo mami

Dame todo mami

Tu encima, yo pa' bajo

Dame todo mami

Dame todo mami

Dame todo mami

Tu encima, yo pa' bajo

I don't penny pinch, I spend bread on all my hoes

Treat 'em equally, if not, they get in that mode

She ain't wanna chill back then, now she ask to come to shows

She got a man but she with me, she play a game, she'll get exposed

If I was selling dick, she couldn't afford it

My ho just like the car from out the country, she imported

Style me, myself and I, I don't need help, look good in Jordan's

I don't politic with hoes, no back 'n forth, it ain't important

Know what I mean

Out in the hills, I'm drunk as hell like Charlie Sheen

Get to L.A., she wanna fuck, get in the room, take off my jeans

Said that I love her but I love her friend, some things ain't what it seem

Do what I want, I'm racked up, Dri, been having my way since a teen

**** that won't fold up

I could really use some

Whoop that trick, get 'em

I could really use some

Teeth that ain't fucked up

I could really use some

Money in a duffel bag

I could really use some

Love that the 90's had

I could really use some

Weed heavy, make me choke

I could really use some

Shit, I might me outta hope

I could really use some

Shawty wanna grip my rope, but

I could really use some

I don't like sharing myself

I don't like sharing myself

I don't wanna share myself

I only wanna share my bitch, huh

I don't like sharing myself

I don't like sharing myself

I don't wanna share myself

I only wanna share my bitch, huh

****, you share that bitch, ain't sharing no bitch to resent my gifts

I couldn't even make no list, taste that, uh, take that bitch

I want the head, the neck, the face, little baby, that straight Kurt Angle

You like feds, my jit, don't buy what ya selling, can't work with ya angles

I'm off a Perc' and a Addy, he dropping the lo', we pull up in the Caddy

I need a bitch with no daddy, that ho better get in that ring with no padding

She throwing that shit like a Manning, I'm catching like Randy when bullets come at him

The kick on the switched be manic, we busting yo' bitch while you bust down a Patek

You got a brush with death, Bobby Ross with the stick, put ya head on a canvas

I want the head, the neck, the face, little baby, that straight Kurt Angle

You like feds, my jit, don't buy what ya selling, can't work with ya angles

I want the head, the neck, the face, little baby, that straight Kurt Angle

The only thing I've ever really wanted was a pistol

My only true regret is every shot where I missed them

Crackas wanna lynch me but I'm back with a vengeance

On Yellowstone side where it's bloody in the trenches

Babies in the trashcan, money for the white folks

They just wanna see 'em bleed, baby, what you mad for?

Only thing I wanted was some blades on a candy slab

I could really use some

Swimming in the syrup, talk to God while I'm smoking loud

I could really use some

Flyer than a feather, you won't ever see me touch the ground

I could really use some

They don't wanna hear me, but I bet them **** see me now

Flowers from the asphalt, birds made of concrete

I could really use some

Flames from the muzzle break, send 'em to that long sleep

I could really use some

Use, Use

I could really use some