"300" lyrics
MUDBABY RU & Skilla Baby Lyrics
My wrist look like 300
I walk in the store like fuck it
I'm in the club putting up buckets
These nigga ain't got no money
Broke bitches make me sick
Her nigga broke don't touch her I'm balling like the Joker
I'm putting up triple doubles
My diamonds look like nuggets
My bitch cold as Aspen
I'm worth a couple million
This shit come from Chance Young rich nigga, ooh, I still ain't pay my taxes
I'm balling, March Madness
He ain't in my bracket
My lil' nigga up 300 We be doing rich shit
These nigga ain't got no money I think these nigga finished
Chief Keef this watch 300
My Presi cost me 50
These nigga ain't got no money
And they can't do nothing with me
My wrist look like 300
I walk in the store like fuck it
I'm in the club putting up buckets
These nigga ain't got no money
Broke bitches make me sick
Her nigga broke don't touch her
I'm balling like the Joker
I'm putting up triple doubles
These nigga having no money nigga ain't having no pape
Yo, nigga, he out here broke
You can't even eat bae, you gotta wait
I like a bitch that's nasty
Come on and ride my face
I like a bitch that's classy
Won't let me fuck, gotta go on a date
I like a bitch that get her toes done
Yeah, I like French
I like bitches that ain't childish
Grown women take care of business
She like munyun, she like funyun
She like me, I'm from the trenches
She like me cause I'm so P, I keep it G I'm from west Memphis
She like me cause I'm so gutter
Yellow bitch melt in my arms
Whenever I touch her, she like butter man
Her nigga think she lying
Cause when she with me, I'm her brother best believe that we don't cuddle
Man, my bitch just met my bitch I think my bitches love each other
Riding with your hoe, sitting back
Now I'm sipping Tris
Nigga, they be broke, got no racks I just stole your bitch
I just iced her out, she got a Patek
Chilling on her wrist
I just shot my shot, I'm like a sniper
Bitch, I barely miss
I'm just buying stuff I'm just trying stuff
Bitch said that her nigga, bro
She sad, what you crying for?
I asked her, do she love him? She said, yeah, what you lying for?
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ay I'm just fawty boy ENT put yo ass on a
Yea you know it Hey, let me fye my
My wrist look like 300
I walk in the store like fuck it I'm in the club putting up buckets
These nigga ain't got no money
Broke bitches make me sick
Her nigga broke don't touch her I'm balling like the Joker
I'm putting up triple doubles
I walk in the store like fuck it
I'm in the club putting up buckets
These nigga ain't got no money
Broke bitches make me sick
Her nigga broke don't touch her I'm balling like the Joker
I'm putting up triple doubles
My diamonds look like nuggets
My bitch cold as Aspen
I'm worth a couple million
This shit come from Chance Young rich nigga, ooh, I still ain't pay my taxes
I'm balling, March Madness
He ain't in my bracket
My lil' nigga up 300 We be doing rich shit
These nigga ain't got no money I think these nigga finished
Chief Keef this watch 300
My Presi cost me 50
These nigga ain't got no money
And they can't do nothing with me
My wrist look like 300
I walk in the store like fuck it
I'm in the club putting up buckets
These nigga ain't got no money
Broke bitches make me sick
Her nigga broke don't touch her
I'm balling like the Joker
I'm putting up triple doubles
These nigga having no money nigga ain't having no pape
Yo, nigga, he out here broke
You can't even eat bae, you gotta wait
I like a bitch that's nasty
Come on and ride my face
I like a bitch that's classy
Won't let me fuck, gotta go on a date
I like a bitch that get her toes done
Yeah, I like French
I like bitches that ain't childish
Grown women take care of business
She like munyun, she like funyun
She like me, I'm from the trenches
She like me cause I'm so P, I keep it G I'm from west Memphis
She like me cause I'm so gutter
Yellow bitch melt in my arms
Whenever I touch her, she like butter man
Her nigga think she lying
Cause when she with me, I'm her brother best believe that we don't cuddle
Man, my bitch just met my bitch I think my bitches love each other
Riding with your hoe, sitting back
Now I'm sipping Tris
Nigga, they be broke, got no racks I just stole your bitch
I just iced her out, she got a Patek
Chilling on her wrist
I just shot my shot, I'm like a sniper
Bitch, I barely miss
I'm just buying stuff I'm just trying stuff
Bitch said that her nigga, bro
She sad, what you crying for?
I asked her, do she love him? She said, yeah, what you lying for?
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ay I'm just fawty boy ENT put yo ass on a
Yea you know it Hey, let me fye my
My wrist look like 300
I walk in the store like fuck it I'm in the club putting up buckets
These nigga ain't got no money
Broke bitches make me sick
Her nigga broke don't touch her I'm balling like the Joker
I'm putting up triple doubles
