Dat b*tch lyrics

by

Jamie Foxx


[Chorus: x2]
Just hit me a lick finna blow a check
Got stacks on me goons on deck
Finna slide thru tha strip club and make a mess
Iono won't that hoe I want dat b*tch

[Verse 1:]
I got a stack in every pocket, pistol on waist
Liquor in my hand, no smile on my
Faace, hand full of dis sh*t, I'm finna throw away
Finna ball, been countin money
All day, lil boy move, big boyz finna play
Blow dis sh*t, en' nuttin but paper n e
Way, nuttin n*gga money f*ck n*gga n e way
n*gga slip and dun took it, all I'm
A say, n*gga lame, he a rookie
n*gga okay, finna snatch me a hoe, and spend it on
Bay, got fire on me, f*ck it I'm a parlay
Now I'm lookin for da right hoe I'm a slay

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
To all money gon n*gga, f*ck it I'm a hang
If she bad, and she f*ck it, I'll blow
Change ain't got to I could f*ck her off my name
Tryna f*ck sumin got tired of runnin
Game tell how lil mama act dat she f*ck lames
When I'm throwin my paper n*gga ion
Aim let her play with me sh*t I want the real thang
Slip and fall on all this money I'm
The blame if she sweet she gon f*ck around
And get trained V.S.O.P got me off the
Chain ain't no cuffin goin on these hoes
Fast game got stacks of this sh*t no chump change
[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Ran cross me a lick so it's time ball first thing
I did grab my dawg f*ck bein on the block
Put it on pause first thing I holla
Take me to the mall f*ck what you tlkin
About I'm tryin 2 blow it all spend some
On a hoe some on my dawg n*gga told me
Before you walk gotta crawl now this lick
Idone hit got me standin tall wasn't round
Before I got it f*ck all ya'll just grab me
Some diamonds no flaws got a rule over here
And n*gga that's ball want that b*tch
Rite there n*gga no drawers
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