"CHEESE DO — PAUL VARIO" lyrics
Huh, huh, tss
Huh
Hoo
Huh, hoo, tss, ah
Life busy, the camera on me when I take a shit (Ha)
Hoes I couldn't fuck when I ain't have shit sayin', "You on yo' shit"
This dick is gas bruh and every bitch wanna take a hit
(Alright, pass it to her, it's her turn, uh)
When it come down to it, would you do it?
How you a Fox, who the fuck recruit you?
Upgrade the bitch, put the pussy in Pucci
'Bout me, OGs and kids go stupid
I spent real cheese at these shows, that's how I got a bond with Louis
Showin' my ass, pocket full of cash, throw a hundred thousand on the ground like Boosie (Tss)
7 a.m. and this money don't sleep, get to it
Before I pick the boogers off my eyes, I made me a forty off music (This morning)
They playin' mind games, tryna make me lose it
I made a (Zee, zee, zee, zee) call, they got straight to it
In my city, when it's money for another killer, bitch, you two it
It don't matter what gun, they just need the money, hit you with a jammed Uzi
I got respect out here (I'm stamped)
Showin' my chest out here (No cap)
I got a no trollin' cure (Frr, frr)
He ain't gon' troll again (Hoo)
Brought out the best in her
I pop it everywhere
She done been with every rapper, I can't be seen next to her
Blitz for blitz, ain't no keepin' it fair
Play at a show, nigga, we leavin' you there
Smackin' on ass, pullin' hair (A model)
Pimpin', poppin' it, mink on fur
It's a cold game, these niggas givin' nothin' bitches the world
It's a cold game, bad bitches mistake real niggas for squares
I know a couple niggas hand bitches the world
And a young nigga like me'll have 'em in the trap suckin' me up (You got knocked)
Nigga yo' timin' up (Woo), nigga tried to size me up
Caught him tryin' to hit the gate, his partner filled him up
That what that cheese do (Frr)
That what that cheese do
That what that cheese do
Nigga, that what that cheese do
Huh
Hoo
Huh, hoo, tss, ah
Life busy, the camera on me when I take a shit (Ha)
Hoes I couldn't fuck when I ain't have shit sayin', "You on yo' shit"
This dick is gas bruh and every bitch wanna take a hit
(Alright, pass it to her, it's her turn, uh)
When it come down to it, would you do it?
How you a Fox, who the fuck recruit you?
Upgrade the bitch, put the pussy in Pucci
'Bout me, OGs and kids go stupid
I spent real cheese at these shows, that's how I got a bond with Louis
Showin' my ass, pocket full of cash, throw a hundred thousand on the ground like Boosie (Tss)
7 a.m. and this money don't sleep, get to it
Before I pick the boogers off my eyes, I made me a forty off music (This morning)
They playin' mind games, tryna make me lose it
I made a (Zee, zee, zee, zee) call, they got straight to it
In my city, when it's money for another killer, bitch, you two it
It don't matter what gun, they just need the money, hit you with a jammed Uzi
I got respect out here (I'm stamped)
Showin' my chest out here (No cap)
I got a no trollin' cure (Frr, frr)
He ain't gon' troll again (Hoo)
Brought out the best in her
I pop it everywhere
She done been with every rapper, I can't be seen next to her
Blitz for blitz, ain't no keepin' it fair
Play at a show, nigga, we leavin' you there
Smackin' on ass, pullin' hair (A model)
Pimpin', poppin' it, mink on fur
It's a cold game, these niggas givin' nothin' bitches the world
It's a cold game, bad bitches mistake real niggas for squares
I know a couple niggas hand bitches the world
And a young nigga like me'll have 'em in the trap suckin' me up (You got knocked)
Nigga yo' timin' up (Woo), nigga tried to size me up
Caught him tryin' to hit the gate, his partner filled him up
That what that cheese do (Frr)
That what that cheese do
That what that cheese do
Nigga, that what that cheese do
