And I Still

Uh uh uh uh And I'm still Rolling up them dutches When I'm supposed to be on them papers And I'm still Texting these hoes when a nigga got girl Need to chill And I still Know when you got a bad one that's for you And it's a real And I still Keep it player Know what I mean Living the american dream Hey She invited to the cookout Hey You invited to the cookout Hey You know what I'm talkin bout Money ain't a thing F*ck you mean Put one finger in the sky if you the one Put two up if you fuckin wit yourself Double time Gotta love yourself Before you can love someone else That's why she fucking wit me Cuz I know myself I know my wealth Even when I don't have it She love my drive It's simple mathematics I'm focused on me You are too That's why it's an attraction Yeah that means uh Like uh One plus one equals two Which is me Me scooting off with yo chick Yeah that's easy Push the staples button Hold up yeah Inject that right there Rewind that Play that back Put that right there Put that in your ear And I'm still Rolling up them dutches When I'm supposed to be on them papers And I'm still Texting these hoes when a nigga got girl Need to chill And I'm still Know when you got a bad one that's for you And it's a real And I still Keep it player Know what I mean Living the american dream Hey You invited to the cookout Hey She invited to the cookout Hey You invited to the cookout Hey She invited to the cookout Hey Kick back relax You know Throw a couple jacks uh Make a couple stacks uh Shoot a couple craps uh