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Don't make me call my shooter, he tote whole Tecs
(That boy JDolla go crazy)
I know she wan' fuck by how the ho text
(Lambda, Lambda)
Don't make me call my shooter, he tote whole Tecs (He tote whole Tecs)
I know she wan' fuck by how the ho text (By the ho texts)
I done ran it up and got 'em more wet (Got 'em more wet)
I ran out of drugs, now I got cold sweats (Now I got cold sweats, ah)
They asked where I'm from, put on the whole Tex' (Put on the whole Tex')
I don't wanna fuck, I want that ho neck (Want the ho neck, ahh)
You don't want no smoke, you know we carry blicks (Carry blicks)
My blood will walk you down and he from Stop 6 (Stop 6)
Huh-ahh, huh
Mm-hmm, ha
I don't wanna fuck, I want that ho neck (That ho neck)
Caught that nigga, tried to run, he couldn't make four steps (Couldn't make four steps)
I know she wan' be with me, all she said she want is me
Her home-girl wanna intervene, I sent her ass straight to gang
You just popped a codeine three and I just popped a pink and blue
This bitch say she tired of me and she said, "I ain't seein' you" (Seein' you)
I just caught 'em one-by-one and added up the score by two (Up by two)
These hoes come in one-by-one, but I'ma fuck 'em two-by-two (Two-by-two)
Don't make me call my shooter, he tote whole Tecs (He tote whole Tecs)
I know she wan' fuck by how the ho text (By the ho texts)
I done ran it up and got 'em more wet (Got 'em more wet)
I ran out of drugs, now I got cold sweats (Now I got cold sweats, ah)
They asked where I'm from, put on the whole Tex' (Put on the whole Tex')
I don't wanna fuck, I want that ho neck (Want the ho neck, ahh)
You don't want no smoke, you know we carry blicks (Carry blicks)
My blood will walk you down and he from Stop 6 (Stop 6)
Stop 6, ah
Cold sweats, ah
Whole Tex', ah
Ho neck, ah
Blicks, ah
Stop 6, ah