Album: Progression III (2013)

Awwready

It's a young [?] from the H-town streets,
Wheres girls they got time for a nigga like you, & they never get time from a nigga like me
All my hoes pretty when I pull up in ya city
And wherever I go everybody wanna be,
And I ain't tryna keep my new bitches on the low, when I walk thru the door everybody get to see,
All my bitches love my bottles, man these sparkles blinding me
Just look for July 4th in the club and you gon spot a G
It ain't hard to tell your girl can't keep her eyes off V.I.P, cause she know this type of night don't come 'round twice, girl what it be?
Uh
I'm in the party with some all stars, never low-key
That money that you bragging you just spent up on a car last month, man I cut the same check on lean
Pull up on the scene, H-town king, but I'm tryna get more you can call me high king,
Me and all my niggas we just living out our dreams spending money with the team, getting pussy ain't a thing
You ain't wanna get the whip til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna get the crib til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna get the bitch til I got her my nigga, yeah I got her my nigga, but I don't doubt her my nigga,
You ain't wanna get the chain til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna sip the drink til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna pop a thing til I got it my nigga
Yeah I got all my niggas, we turnt up in the club like
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready
Nigga tell his girl not to fuck with a nigga like me, but I fucked
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready
I been chillen on the low, but ya probably don't know
How the fuck I pull up in a drop like this?
How I make her fingers [?] like this?
How the fuck I pull up in a new Lamborghini looking like Bruce and I ain't even drive my shit?
How the fuck I make these bottles pop like this?
Man How the stripper make that ass drop like this?
Last night I fucked like 4 of them hoes, and the crazy part is I'm telling my pops this shit
You can't tell young niggas nothing, you can't tell us nothing
Shoulda never asked your girl about me, that's why she let me fuck her
Said You can't tell these bitches nothing, man can't tell em nothing
And I been sippin on this drink so bitch please shut the fuck up, girl (shut the fuck up)
It's a young [?] from the H-town streets,
Wheres girls they got time for a nigga like you, & they never get time from a nigga like me
All my hoes pretty when I pull up in ya city
And wherever I go everybody wanna be,
And I ain't tryna keep my new bitches on the low, when I walk thru the door everybody get to see,
You ain't wanna get the whip til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna get the crib til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna get the bitch til I got her my nigga, yeah I got her my nigga, but I don't doubt her my nigga,
You ain't wanna get the chain til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna sip the drink til I got it my nigga,
You ain't wanna pop a thing til I got it my nigga
Yeah I got all my niggas, we turnt up in the club like
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready
Nigga tell his girl not to fuck with a nigga like me, but I fucked
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready (awwready)
Awwready
I been chillen on the low, but ya probably don't know