Gets My Staccs

How you knock me, trout mouth musty mouth Once a month bleedin' funky dog head bitch I know you tired of living average Lookin' a sloppy joe sandwich bitch You walkin' 'round holding hands Kicking cans bitch I got something left for you bitch See about it I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that I say yo, what's happenin' You're young and you're looking For some action need that rush, an orgasm Thighs and your knees catch spasms I know what you like Pull your panties to the side Face to the floor, ass to the sky Look at what we 'bout to do right quick F*ck, hit your purse then I split I could come see you but You can't come through I'll never let 'em know where I stay at Triple go twenty-fours, club all full of hoes Taking pictures with your phone I don't play that You know me, I know you, hold up You smoke weed, I do too, roll up I drink Yak, how 'bout you, pour up I pop one, you pop two, go up I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that I'ma come through, late night If you ain't naked wear Something that I like Everything I do is in a gangster way So when I kiss on your neck You go crazy and say G don't stop, keep going, that's it What you want, I'ma do that shit I want the money I could come see you but You can't come through I'll never let 'em know where I stay at Triple go twenty-fours, club all full of hoes Taking pictures with your phone I don't play that You know me, I know you, hold up You smoke weed, I do too, roll up I drink Yak, how 'bout you, pour up I pop one, you pop two, go up I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that Put your phone down We ain't taking no pictures I got to go if you ain't with the vision Call your homegirl and tell her I want to hit it I got to go if your ass ain't with it Put your phone down We ain't taking no pictures I got to go if you ain't with the vision Call your homegirl and tell her I want to hit it I'm 'bout to go if your ass ain't with it I could come see you but You can't come through I'll never let 'em know where I stay at Triple go twenty-fours, club all full of hoes Taking pictures with your phone I don't play that You know me, I know you, hold up You smoke weed, I do too, roll up I drink Yak, how 'bout you, pour up I pop one, you pop two, go up I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that I gets my stacks and I f*ck these rats When I hit from the back Know she like it like that