Off the Wall!

These hoes actin’ off the wall Now my iPhone do the birdman call That means that my phone ringing & I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging These hoes actin’ off the wall Now my iPhone do the birdman call That means that my phone ringing & I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging I got 5 hoes on me like fingers It’s a whole lot of bitches taking pictures like they’re Mike Zinger & a nigga poppin so they might linger Hoes wanna f*ck? I don’t need you I’m a pop singer Bitch, I don’t even know your name But she know Tre Squad always be the gang Be your man? Honey in your dreams You’re a bop, plus you’re burning like Charlie Sheen (ew!) These hoes actin’ off the wall Now my iPhone do the birdman call That means that my phone ringing & I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging These hoes actin’ off the wall Now my iPhone do the birdman call That means that my phone ringing & I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging That bitch trippin’, that bitch trippin’ Oh mayne I’m big drippin’, I’m big drippin’ Oh mayne You big simpin’, you big simpin’ Oh dang Cuz she big lickin’, she big lickin’ the whole team These hoes actin’ off the wall Now my iPhone do the birdman call That means that my phone ringing & I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging These hoes actin’ off the wall Now my iPhone do the birdman call That means that my phone ringing & I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging