n*gga Wit Cheese lyrics

[Hook: Big Quis]
No joke, hoe [?] dough
If you ain't a gold digger, yeah the n*gga just broke
If you rocking [?] I can turn them C's to G's
You ain't gotta be a rat to want a n*gga with cheese
I got a swagger you won't believe girl, look how I walk
Quit f*cking with this [?] boy, get you a boss
Ain't tryna sound rude this how rich n*ggas talk
You don't wanna f*ck me, then [?] your loss

[Verse 1: Big Quis]
To all my [?] grab my ice and my forty
I'm Crispy Quis, my voice will a get b*tch horny
Previous pus*y just bore me, so I move on to the next
And pray she don't catch feeling becasue to me it's just sex
And my di*k is the best, I got a coupe full of stunters
[?] on these n*ggas since we was younger
Every summer, now I gotta live through the fog
Cause I been p*ssing n*ggas off by the way that I ball
Yeah, all I do is f*cking b*tches, breaking bread with my dogs
And hate n*ggas talkin' bad on us but f*ck 'em all
[?] all I f*ck with is Hutchie
Fake ice and Buffy's you n*ggas disgust me
Trust me, ask your b*tch I been the sh*t
Only n*gga in highschool rock the Prada shoes with Linen fits
If you reminisce, I did all the things you said you gon' do
And if I haven't f*cked your b*tch, it's because I ain't want to
[Hook: Big Quis]
No joke, hoe [?] dough
If you ain't a gold digger, yeah the n*gga just broke
If you rocking [?] I can turn them C's to G's
You ain't gotta be a rat to want a n*gga with cheese
I got a swagger you won't believe girl, look how I walk
Quit f*cking with this [?] boy, get you a boss
Ain't tryna sound rude this how rich n*ggas talk
You don't wanna f*ck me, then [?] your loss