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Grammy Party

Album: Smooth Operator 16 Durasi: 1:50

I've seen baby posted at the Grammy party with a stick (yeah)

Let's go, nigga

Huh

(Bang baby, that's my baby)

I've seen baby posted at the Grammy party with a stick

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya hit

And I can't tell her everythin' about me, I'm a pimp

Yeah, I step on business, she gonna respect my pimpin' (yeah)

You know I don't care about feelings (yeah), you know I care about millions (let's go)

You know she want me to fuck her for free, she don't even let y'all niggas (I tell 'em)

I tell them, new niggas better come catch up with me, soon as they catch y'all niggas, yeah

Pull up and hop out that thin' on 'em, cars to the side

Hoggin' the lane on 'em, look how I drive

I'm in the paint on 'em, lil nigga small

I'm havin' weight on 'em, get up and ball

Ain't finna wait on these bands a dog

She let me spank on 'em

I ain't finna waste time with none of you niggas

I crank up that Rolls-Royce and go to the bank on 'em

Come get my key, I'm at the back with it

I'm on tequila, don't the name of it

Got drunk as fuck, I had a hangover

'Bout to go buy my BM the new Range Rover

These niggas weak, I'm in the way on 'em

Ain't in the streets, ain't got no stain on 'em

I ain't gon' never believe that she love me

'Til she go tattoo my mufuckin' name on her

Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm in the cage on 'em

I set it off, ain't finna play on 'em

We let it out, fuck her, and lay on her

She wanna go one more time, I'm okay with it

These niggas carry they gun every now and then

I am not one of them, I am gon' stay with it

These niggas touch me, I bet you that magazine

Inside the church I've one of they face on it

Bitch, I'ma dog

I've seen baby posted at the Grammy party with a stick

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya

I got too much bread to do the talkin' get ya hit

And I can't tell her everythin' about me, I'm a pimp

Yeah, I step on business (yeah), she gonna respect my pimpin' (yeah)

You know I don't care about feelings (yeah), you know I care about millions (let's go)

You know she want me to fuck her for free, she don't even let y'all niggas (no)

I tell them, new niggas better come catch up with me, soon as they catch y'all niggas (oh)

Yeah

Bitch

Yeah

Let's go!