"Crack Money" lyrics
Yo
I ain't playin' around (Let's go, Maaly)
Bitch, keep your pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Bitch, keep your pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out (Let's go, Maaly)
Bitch, keep that pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Rapper-money on me, I remember workin' Hot Box
Snatch off in some geek-shit, crank it up whenever I see cops
Crack money have your ho goin', make her drop her drawls
Crack money have your ho goin', make her drop her drawls
Ball-hog, ain't passin' the ball
Thirty-round pole when I walk in the mall
Freaky lil' bitch let me smack in the stall
Stuff all the 'za bags in the U-Haul
Crack money, my munyun long
Do you wan' fuck? 'Cause I'm on what you on
Put stick on that boy, now he changin' his tone
Ugly as hell, with hoes on my phone
Yeah, keep this 'za rollin', huh, I got bitches on me, huh
Keep them sluts comin', huh, different color vibes, huh
I want all of 'em, huh
I got that LEGO switch on me, y'een ain't duckin' from me, huh
I got that LEGO box on me, y'een runnin' from me
Walk in the spot with two hoes, I think the hoes know 'bout each other, huh
Young nigga skrapped at the door hole, but now I got racks on me, huh
Stick made that fuck-nigga lean back, turn him to a crash dummy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, keep that pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Ho, keep your pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Say, twin, grab the ARP, then go slide the opp
Yo, twin, go hop out on feet, chase 'em down with Glock
Haha, you like how I just did that shit, twin?
On gang
Blatt, blatt
(Let's go, Maaly)
I ain't playin' around (Let's go, Maaly)
Bitch, keep your pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Bitch, keep your pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out (Let's go, Maaly)
Bitch, keep that pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Rapper-money on me, I remember workin' Hot Box
Snatch off in some geek-shit, crank it up whenever I see cops
Crack money have your ho goin', make her drop her drawls
Crack money have your ho goin', make her drop her drawls
Ball-hog, ain't passin' the ball
Thirty-round pole when I walk in the mall
Freaky lil' bitch let me smack in the stall
Stuff all the 'za bags in the U-Haul
Crack money, my munyun long
Do you wan' fuck? 'Cause I'm on what you on
Put stick on that boy, now he changin' his tone
Ugly as hell, with hoes on my phone
Yeah, keep this 'za rollin', huh, I got bitches on me, huh
Keep them sluts comin', huh, different color vibes, huh
I want all of 'em, huh
I got that LEGO switch on me, y'een ain't duckin' from me, huh
I got that LEGO box on me, y'een runnin' from me
Walk in the spot with two hoes, I think the hoes know 'bout each other, huh
Young nigga skrapped at the door hole, but now I got racks on me, huh
Stick made that fuck-nigga lean back, turn him to a crash dummy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, keep that pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Ho, keep your pussy 'cause I know you give that throat out
Say, twin, grab the ARP, then go slide the opp
Yo, twin, go hop out on feet, chase 'em down with Glock
Haha, you like how I just did that shit, twin?
On gang
Blatt, blatt
(Let's go, Maaly)
