Honey Bourbon

Cash Money AP My homeboy was on the phone talking 'bout murking me You out yo damn mind if you think I'm gon let you murder me If they call me to the stand, I'm committing perjury And if a nigga snitch then they gon' charge me with a first degree Ohh I can get it for the low Middle fingers up It's f*ck the D.A. and the popo Honey Bourbon backwood I'm rolling up good dro (Gas gas) Ohh baby you know that I want you (Want you) Ohh baby you should let me flaunt you (Flaunt you) I'm with whatever baby You know that I got you (Got you) And f*ck them pussy bitches You know that they not you (Not you) I been up all night Making songs that you can bop to (Yeah yeah) Pineapple Fanta, Red bandana You know how I'm coming (Z-I-L-L-A) Ralph Lauren socks and shirt You know I aint never bummy (Hell nah) Don't know yo last man Must've been a fucking dummy (Dumbass) F*ck that lil nigga Baby we should just go get this money (Cash) I'ma slide it in slow til I'm deep in yo tummy (Oh yeah) And f*ck these pussy niggas hating They can't take you from me (Oh Oh) And on the real luh shawty That shit just so fucking funny I know they want you, but if they touch you I'm gon put em under You left me! You left me for a nigga! F*ck outta here! I thought you loved me! You was my baby, my fucking cinnamon apple! Ohh I can get it for the low Middle fingers up It's f*ck the D.A. and the popo Honey Bourbon backwood I'm rolling up good dro (Gas gas) Ohh baby you know that I want you (Want you) Ohh baby you should let me flaunt you (Flaunt you) I'm with whatever baby You know that I got you (Got you) And f*ck them pussy bitches You know that they not you (Not you) I been up all night Making songs that you can bop to (Yeah yeah) Bop to This some shit to give me top to Pick you up, pin you against the wall No, I won't drop you Girl, you top two And I know you the shit But girl you not two Turn the volume up And let's just rock boo See them sorry niggas staring at you Every time you walk through I'm gon f*ck you good And give you someone real to talk to Ohh I can get it for the low Middle fingers up It's f*ck the D.A. and the popo Honey Bourbon backwood I'm rolling up good dro (Gas gas) Ohh baby you know that I want you (Want you) Ohh baby you should let me flaunt you (Flaunt you) I'm with whatever baby You know that I got you (Got you) And f*ck them pussy bitches You know that they not you (Not you) I been up all night Making songs that you can bop to (Yeah yeah)