Stuck on dat b*tch lyrics
by Young Chop
[first verse:Buttah Fresh]
I told dat b*tch cash me out matter fact swag me out
If she ain't wit what i be wit den im dashin out
Takin the fast route cus b*tch im bout dis money
What you laughin at b*tch tell me whats funny
A real b*tch gone have dem stacks up on the table
A real b*tch gone show you she willin and able
Only real b*tches i let in my stabe
Ain't baby sittin b*tches b*tch dis ain't a cradde
Hooray hooray when that b*tch bring me my stacks
Hooray hooray err time she bring it back
I spit dat ism cuz n*gga im just a mack
Too many renegade b*tches whats up wit dat
Cut em no slack b*tch gimmie all dat
Deese n*ggas be pay pimpin im trppin and dats fact
Cut em no slack b*tch gimmie all dat
Deese n*ggas be play pimpin im trippin and dats a fact
[hook:Buttah Fresh]
Man deese n*ggas be hoes , and deese n*ggas be tricks
And he say he a playa ,but he stuck on dat b*tch
Yeah n*gga you stuck on dat b*tch , yeah
(man look at dis n*gga)
n*gga you stuck on dat b*tch ,yeah
n*gga you stuck on dat b*tch , yeah
n*ggas you stuck on dat b*tch
[second verse:Buttah Fresh]
This shyt be crazy,deese n*ggas be sick
I be chasin that money you be chasin that b*tch
Im just tryna get rich, n*gga live my life
I ain't worried bout shyt im just tryna get rite
You should take my advice deese b*tches be trife
One roll of the dice on the next n*gga pipe
What the f*ck you thought , n*gga tell her tear it off
Or ima tell her tear it off, sh*t she mine as well pay a boss
Most deese n*ggas be lost nose up a b*tch ass
But a n*gga like me make sure a b*tch got my muthaf*ckin cash
Ill muthaf*ckin flash b*tch dont make me go bad
I done been there and done that i ain't tryna hear sh*t b*tch yo story sound sad
b*tches call me daddy
But ain't her pops when its time to hit the strip b*tch get it in give it all you got
b*tches call me daddy
But i ain't her pop when its time to hit the strip b*tch give it all you got
[hook]