I can tell you cappin' 'cause all that shit ain't addin' up
She know I'm lit, tell all these bitches clap it up
Don't chase me, rather have that money chasin' us
You still broke 'cause you don't want it bad enough
Feel like I'm boxed in and I don't like that shit
Yes, I liked yo' picture but don't like you, bitch
You full of yo' shit, but I still love you
Love the way you work them angles and my dick do too (hey)

Break them rubber bands and stack to the sky (ooh)
My baby get wet when she get high (huh)
Kill that pussy like it got nine lives
They don't know them days that we sacrificed (let's go)

I can tell you cappin' 'cause all that shit ain't addin' up
She know I'm lit, tell all these bitches clap it up
Don't chase me, rather have that money chasin' us
You still broke 'cause you don't want it bad enough
Feel like I'm boxed in and I don't like that shit
Yes, I liked yo', picture but don't like you, bitch
You full of yo', shit, but I still love you
Love the way you work them angles and my dick do too

Roll them Backwoods 'til the AM (AM)
These niggas be bothered and they hate on him (they hate on him)
Life is a game, but you can't play him (can't play him)
Tell you my issues then I say, ("Amen" say, "Amen")
Used to fuck them thots at the Days Inn
Heard you want this dick, girl, say when
She gon' suck me dry like a raisin' (woo)
Who is all these niggas that y'all praisin'? (Uh)
We gon' stack them hunnids to the sky (we gon' stack it up)
I can see the answer in yo' eyes (oh)
Know that shit ain't work but I tried
Rather count that money, I can't lie

Tell 'em
(You still broke 'cause you don't want it bad enough)
I don't lie
I don't lie
(Love the way you work them angles and my dick do too)

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Writer(s): Eric Billingsly, Kristopher Campbell