Fundz

Dorreace Da’Loon:
(Hook)

Walk round with big racks on me, yeah the ones that don’t fold;
I got plenty bitches baby, but you call them hoes;
I might take her out that stripper life, and hit her with that pole;
I could never change, and i’m gone put that on my soul... Yeah;

Wrist on froze...
Ice all on me cold;

Oh this your hoe?
He won’t never know;

Dress like a don... Yeah
Comme des garcons... Yeah;

Just spent your fund... Yeah
Spend that shit for fun... Yeah;

(Verse)

I done got my check right
Young Reace be the best like
I done gave her that act right;
Now she fiend for sex
Keep thinking of last night;
Feel this in your chest like
I done got my sack right... Yeah;
They can’t stand me...
Nigga i’m a bandit
Come kidnap your daughter;
She get slaughter;
Let us have our way, pass her straight to my partner;
What you say?
Come say it to my face, yea thought we had a problem;
I threw snakes all on my collar;
That hoe still couldn’t get a dollar... Yeah;

Counting up this cash
Bitch I’m in my bag... Yeah;
Might just cop that jag
Say fuck it, do the dash... Yeah
Nigga steady chasing these nats
I’m just chasing these racks... Yeah;
Counting up a check until my thumbs start hurt;
Last time that pistol jammed, But bet you this choppa work;
I took a lost, you took a lost, So now it got to hurt;
Had to do him wrong
I hate to do him bad... Yeah;
In love with blue hundreds
All I want was this cash... Yeah;

(Hook)

Walk round with big racks on me, yeah the ones that don’t fold;
I got plenty bitches baby, but you call them hoes;
I might take her out that stripper life, and hit her with that pole;
I could never change, and i’m gone put that on my soul... Yeah;

Wrist on froze...
Ice all on me cold;

Oh this your hoe?
He won’t never know;

Dress like a don... Yeah
Comme des garcons... Yeah;

Just spent your fund... Yeah
Spend that shit for fun... Yeah;