| Lyrics | [Verse 1: Burph]
D to the I-G-O, Damn I forgot the E doe
Fuck it, i can't repeato
Dick huggers, we call em speedos
Bitches having a third eye, squealing all through the pee hole
Who at the door, peephole
Curry rocking the 3-0, fuck a 2 rather 3 doe
From New Orleans, I ain't Creole
Niggas ain't fuck with me doe
Bet they won't fuck with me doe, see me I just do me doe
Bitches curving me like a Frito
Im at 57, need 3 moe
Yea I was just on Twitter, dey ain't know I fuck with La E doe
Oh bitches yea, they be jealous, I'm chasing green, it ain't relish
Balling like Monta Ellis, fuck bitches, we don't do fellas
After I fuck her in her uterus, I just send her to you to rest
2 on my line, 3-way, 3 on my back, D Wade
No pausing
Ain't no delay
Them hoes just want the D laid, she necking me on the freeway
Been in the game, E-A, don't watch me
Just watch the replay, Hollygroving like Lil Weezy
Uptown New Orleans, like always
Barely come above the rim, like a rim graze
Hard to get out like a maze, I was never fazed
Kays Jeweler, push da scooter, I'm in Hooters
She know who to come to
Ehhhhhhh
[Verse 2: Burph]
H to the Izzay
My bruddas, they let it spri-zay, forreal & literal-izay
Noo, dem boys don't fucking pl-izay
No donut, but keep a gli-zay, never fucked with the fe-zeds
Buck em until he ble-zed, no info, yea you've been mislead
Never snitched on a nigga
Few niggas I know pull triggas, few niggas I know get figures
Fuck with J Cole, but can't sign to jigga, my dick is bigger
AAAHHHHHH
Buck da chrome wit da ladder
Been dead, it dont even matter, I fucked her, you never had her
Water whipping, mix the batter
AAHHHHHHH
You from the east, im from the dirty
Rock 42 like Worthy. she unworthy
Like Craig daddy and ms pearly, early
I'm sicker, like I caught the flu times 2
Some of these bitches, young and baldhead like Calliou
Keep it 120, pussy and money
Pink and green like the Easter bunny
I talk it cuz I been there
Ralphing with Lauren be my swimwear
Got a lil buzz in my city, 2k15 was a lightyear
Niggas don't see cuz its my time, and yea its rightchea
Can't a-c-l but yea it might tear
Despite fear
If ina clutch, I'm taking Stephen Curry
Yea OK with them Sooners, I'm Demarco Murray
Got dat 23 on my back, yea I'm da man now
Spinning at the top of my ceiling, oh you a fan now
Drumming with the tips of my sticks, you making bands now?
Tired of standing off to the side, I'm taking stands now
She yelling screaming my name
She in the stands, oh she a fan too
Get it in, leave it in my hair like its cantu
Yea when I used to dress up bummy
All the bitches found me funny
Laid up, nah she rub my tummy
Ate me up, she say I'm yummy
Paid In Full, Wassup to Sonny
Niggas can't find my desire, can't feel my pain
In New Orleans, even if its sunny, it can still rain
Nigga, I'm too fucking nice, polkadots all on my dice
Niggas ain't fucking with me, I can let you pick a price
Listen, what I say you understand
And it makes sense
Breaking down my dollars
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