Play me some pimpin' mane Yea, Stay Trippy in stores August 27th ***** with me, yuh (*Bang*) Man ***** these hate ass *****s I'm a rich ass ***** still getting richer Got kush all up in my swisher AX still don’t hang from my pistol Got Gucci sneakers on my feet Freaky ******* all in my suite Bad ******* in my hot tub And bad ******* in between the sheets From the sixers on my oldschool Born up and I'm ridin' hot Runnin' up with the bull*******t So machine-a will start a fire Better know I got that money Better know I keep that burner *****s tryin' to take my cake Beat that ******* ***** like Ike Turner *******! Ain't no money coming like your own money I'm never coming off short I got that long money I'm counting up that paper Before I leave the house Just got that new Mercedes That ain't even out yet Roll up while I'm drivin' Tell ho I'm just vibing Big house all pimped out Back yard look like an island Boss ***** I get paid Bring yo' ******* out to my place I'mma ***** that ******* today Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** Ye-ye-ye ho, dirty ass ***** Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** I'mma ***** that ******* today ***** Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** (Ye, ye, ye ho, ye ho) (x3) Still reppin' all *****s August 27th Stay Trippa August 27th, ya dig! Stay Trippy, ho ass ***** Pimp *******t getting lots of head In my drop head Tell them haters drop dead I don't ***** with beef because I got bread Cause I got some goons With me not scared Fill yo' ass up with hot lead Hit the club with some hoes Like you ain't just got shot dead All this money on my rolly, could have bought a Benz I’mma wake up in the morning, ain’t gonna ball again And the money’s my long And I’m known to carry more guns than a pun shot, *****! August 27th, Stay Trippy, yea...
Play me some pimpin' mane Yea, Stay Trippy in stores August 27th ***** with me, yuh (*Bang*) Man ***** these hate ass *****s I'm a rich ass ***** still getting richer Got kush all up in my swisher AX still don’t hang from my pistol Got Gucci sneakers on my feet Freaky ******* all in my suite Bad ******* in my hot tub And bad ******* in between the sheets From the sixers on my oldschool Born up and I'm ridin' hot Runnin' up with the bull*******t So machine-a will start a fire Better know I got that money Better know I keep that burner *****s tryin' to take my cake Beat that ******* ***** like Ike Turner *******! Ain't no money coming like your own money I'm never coming off short I got that long money I'm counting up that paper Before I leave the house Just got that new Mercedes That ain't even out yet Roll up while I'm drivin' Tell ho I'm just vibing Big house all pimped out Back yard look like an island Boss ***** I get paid Bring yo' ******* out to my place I'mma ***** that ******* today Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** Ye-ye-ye ho, dirty ass ***** Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** I'mma ***** that ******* today ***** Tommorow yo' ******* my maid ***** (Ye, ye, ye ho, ye ho) (x3) Still reppin' all *****s August 27th Stay Trippa August 27th, ya dig! Stay Trippy, ho ass ***** Pimp *******t getting lots of head In my drop head Tell them haters drop dead I don't ***** with beef because I got bread Cause I got some goons With me not scared Fill yo' ass up with hot lead Hit the club with some hoes Like you ain't just got shot dead All this money on my rolly, could have bought a Benz I’mma wake up in the morning, ain’t gonna ball again And the money’s my long And I’m known to carry more guns than a pun shot, *****! August 27th, Stay Trippy, yea...
