Embarrass Ya lyrics

[Verse 1]
Quarter ticket on a drop [?], none of that sh*t
Think you poppin', need to stop b*tchin', not lit
Drinkin' on the syrup, I'm leanin' over, sloppy
One inside the chamber, locked and loaded, c*cked it
Way too many chains, dawg
My lawyer do cocaine, dawg
Audemars Piguet plain, dawg
Yo shooters need to hit the range, dawg
If I can't run it up, I'll take some
My baby mama with the sh*ts, she a [?]
She standing like a stallion, mobbing like Italian
I'm in that pus*y drowning, n*gga broke, he frowning

[Chorus]
pus*y get wet like SmartWater
b*tch I got a check, I'll pay for it
Double park the Maybach and they can't tow it
Money so long that the bank owe me
Plenty shopping sprees, Saint Laurent Jeans
Open up my hood with the trunk key
You n*ggas tryna assassinate my character
Make a n*gga pull up and embarrass ya

[Verse 2]
Tryna cover pain so the ink deep
I've been through a lot so I think deep
Lil' b*tch, I got you lit, you better thank me
Pull up now and suck me like Lewinsky
Photo drop, yeah
Four o' Glock, yeah
Three o' shots, yeah
Yes, I drink syrup and I pill pop, yeah
I won't buy no pint if the seal popped, yeah
He used to have the juice until his deal flopped
I'ma ride with you until the wheels stop
I'ma f*ck a couple hoes because I'm real hot
I'm just being real wit' you, yeah
These lame ass n*ggas can't deal with you, yeah
Turn you up and build wit' you, yeah
Open up a business or two, yeah
Put you in that Bentley coupe, yeah
I'm the one that put you in that Bentley coupe, yeah
I'm the one that put you in those Christian Loubs, yeah
I'm the one who turned you on to Jimmy Choo, yeah
Gotchu flexing on your old friends, yeah
And they riding in an old Benz, yeah
Take you on a cruise, now you coasting
Get inside that pus*y, feel the motion
I'ma rich n*gga, I ain't boasting
You ain't never met a n*gga got more then
[Chorus]
pus*y get wet like SmartWater
b*tch I got a check, I'll pay for it
Double park the Maybach and they can't tow it
Money so long that the bank owe me
Plenty shopping sprees, Saint Laurent Jeans
Open up my hood with the trunk key
You n*ggas tryna assassinate my character
Make a n*gga pull up and embarrass ya