F**k Da Bullshit - Dj Smoke
Yeah cut me up gimme a light
Yeah and by the way ni**a it's young mula first lady
Uh yo yo let us begin with a bad lil' specimen
Ballenciaga's is all these things i be steppin' in
Pucci baby suits only thing i'm dressin' in
'Cause i get wetter than a navy seal veteran
Got 'em writin' love letters in they journal
Keep 'em in these toes like a midget at the urinal
Bad as i wanna be
She ain't bad she a sad and a wanna be
Yeah f**k da b******t it's big money poppin'
Young mula yeah just like that
What up young ni**a
Let's go gudda
Okay we runnin' this sh*t when we walk in the buildin'
Got b**ches from wall to wall hoes hangin' from the ceilin'
Young money we 'bout to k**l 'em i promise i'll make a million
And if they didn't have no hands i'll bet 'em b**ches gon' feel 'em
I'm talking' money and power you getting' money i doubt it
Fresher than baby powder with your b**ch in the shower
That p**sy i'ma devour i beat it up 'til it's sour
No need for you to even trip b**ch i'll be done in an hour let's go
They say the blacker the berry the redder the cherry
I say the sweeter it is ya dig bury
Then the b******t varies and it got me wary
But i know two of the same call it murdered and married
Hustlin' is so necessary with no avisaries
But it ain't no love like a calendar with no february
I'ma need four secretaries and 4 bloody mary's
I'ma go eat me sum p**sy and choke up the cherry i'm gone
Yeah fully loaded with it to the ceilin' with it
More money than ya ever seen ni**a aight drizzy drake
k**l the game no one recovers the murder weapon
Young angel if you hate me tell me burn in heaven
How'd you sleep on me the highest earning freshmen
Like ya third infection i hope you learned ya lesson
Yeah i spit raw but i prefer protection
I own a heart and a mind and a shirt she slept in
B**ch i got the answer and still ain't heard the question
I shut ya club down please reserve my section
F**k a confrontation they ain't no cakin' it
And i'm cakin' b**ch so tell me why i take a break from it
The mother of your child always tell you i'm her favorite
She call me her baby not the one she was in labor with
She say oh you taste good i say oh just savor it
She know that she love a ni**a i be on that major sh*t
'Cause i get paid to stand and i get paid to sit
So i don't walk around with money baby girl i'm made of it
