Hang Out

It's the big CC smokin' a big bleakie Ten freaky girls on Silverstar tweakin Oh, when you see me, you best to beleive me This ain't a game And pimpin' ain't easy A hundred bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out My real niggas, we know how you rockin keep your banger Them niggas think they hate you, now wait till we tear the Bank down A hundred bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out F*ck a hundred bad bitches, dawg, I need a hundred racks Okay, we need two, I got my hunnid, bitch, where your money At Nigga, you late and you short, what the f*ck is up with that I gave you the base, you couldn't score? Mane take that nigga Bat I need a slut and a whore to bring me all my money Jack and get that shit out every hole, hit it like a running back Bitch, spit on it, facial slap, pop that pussy, make it clap Bitch, bend it over, booty smack, bitch, make it jiggle, jumpin Jack Okay, ho, that's enough of that, now let me get back to the Racks Matter fact, bitch, call my plays and tell them I just got a Hunnid pack Then we gotta hit the road, if not, we gon' burn up the sack I need a donk on 32-inch chinchillas, f*ck a lack And a couple of hunnid racks to keep it jumpin' after that Cause rich niggas never play the front, they always in the back And bitch niggas try to play with one and it always get them Whacked And if the first man don't work, you know lil' dawg gon' double Back And they won't even aim it when they bang it, switches still hit You So keep it cute, if not, we got some niggas who gon' deal with You No, we do not f*ck with dawg, he greener than a deal pickle Pool table, but I got a hunnid real niggas And a hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out My real niggas, we know how you rock and keep your bang up Niggas think they hate you, now wait till we tear the bank Down A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out My real niggas, we know how you rockin keep your banger Niggas think they hate you, now wait till we tear the bank Down A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out And a hunnid real niggas who gon' pop it when it's up Them Glocks poppin' like Ciroc, they'll shoot a vodka out your Cup Yeah, yeah, you walkin' with a clutch, you got a pistol but Won't bust You had a rubber and still let the streets burn you up, what a Slut I'm from Silverstar, but my granny off Mercy, I keep it tough So let's keep it classy, I'm aimin' at asses and goin' Dutch With some Louis glasses, the baby's gon' flash me and brick Me up Bitch, I'm like I'm nasty, but clean its some grass, but she keep It cut I need some streams and a show and a contract to juice me up A brick of Fetty would do, but can't do that time, it's too much But you either ball or you bum, you got to crawl before you Jump I need it all in a lump, so ho call before you come Cause I got a hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we Hang out My real niggas, we know how you rockin keep your banger Niggas think they hate you, now wait till we tear the bank Down A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out My real niggas, we know how you rock and keep your bang up Niggas think they hate you, now wait till we tear the bank Down A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out A hunnid bad bitches It's the big CC smokin' a big blizzy Ten freaky girls on Silverstar tweakin Oh, when you see me, you besta believe me This ain't a game and pimpin' ain't easy, yeah It's the big CC smokin' a big blizzy Ten freaky girls on Silverstar tweakin Oh, when you see me, you besta believe me This ain't a game and pimpin' ain't easy, yeah A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out My real niggas, we know how you rockin keep your banger Niggas think they hate you, now wait till we tear the bank Down A hunnid bad bitches who gon' pop it when we hang out A hunnid bad bitches