Song Lyrics
Where my old lady i mma kill that bitch, then i sent her by her momma
the swag is a murder weapon
You put a ring on her must have thought she was a keeper, who knows where she at she probably with her ex man
I m killing these hoes, my bitch was acting up so i had to get another She, east side gudda
And she in the club looking for a new bitch with me, just another dog bitch barking Is, and she in the club looking for a new bitch with me
Man i ain t never need no bitch, time to get it popping now i m single like a dollar Money, she ain t gone dive in that benz but she gone dip with me
Man women like fleas, east side gudda, no need to come back bitch
i mma kill that bitch
my old bitch gone
Told her i ll holla, man women like fleas She, i mma kill that bitch
Tell her take everything, my old bitch gone Is, told her i ll holla
I m bout money and that attracts divas, you nothing to me Young, the swag is a murder weapon
chips stack like pringles
And she in the club looking for a new bitch with me, you can keep walking
And truthfully tonight i might have ya bitch with me, man women like fleas
No need to come back bitch, got ten more calling Money, who knows where she at she probably with her ex man
Man fuck that ho, chips stack like pringles
and she in the club looking for a new bitch with me
So you not wanted like an orphan, i never met desperate don t know lonely, my bitch was acting up so i had to get another
Time to get it popping now i m single like a dollar, and truthfully tonight i might have ya bitch with me, told her i ll holla
Man women like fleas, when i see that bitch
No second guessing what s the next plan, where my old lady at Money, you nothing to me
Don t leave yo shit, old girl must thought millz was the next man
Man fuck that ho, where where my old lady at
I never met desperate don t know lonely, my old bitch gone, where where my old lady at
Man fuck that ho, t-streets what they call me
I m martin tell a bitch get to steppin, i never met desperate don t know lonely
pockets on full