Shawty Gotta Thang

[Chorus]
Shawty got a thing for the streets
And she from da burbs but she be wit me in da trap now
Mommy havin' dreams for my life it ain't good for her nerves she need me to put da strap down
4 chain on Mr. T and they worth a 100 G's Corey don't know how to act now
You ain't gotta come looking for me
I be really in the streets
Nigga I ain't hard to track down

[Verse 1]
Yeah I do my thing (do my thing)
I really run this shit bitch I'm Usain
Keep the 2 cents don't need no change (need no change)
Bitch I want the money and the fame (and the fame yeah)
Lion out the cage can't be tame (can't be tame)
Pull up white Mercedes blowin' grain (blowin' grain)
Hangin' out the sun roof with my gang (with my gang)
Bitch I been a pimp don't need no cane (don't need no cane)
We are not the same, not the same (not the same)
They ask me how I'm doing can't complain (can't complain)
They ask me what I'm doing? I maintain (I maintain)
They ask me what I'm smoking? It's propane
Hold up

[Chorus]
Shawty got a thing for the streets
And she from da burbs but she be wit me in da trap now
Mommy havin' dreams for my life it ain't good for her nerves she need me to put da strap down
4 chain on Mr. T and they worth a 100 G's Corey don't know how to act now
You ain't gotta come looking for me
I be really in the streets
Nigga I ain't hard to track down

[Verse 2]
Box braids dirty guetto kid (guetto kid)
Walk up on the stage wit a limp (wit a limp)
Shootin' at dat suckers not da rim (not da rim)
Bando jumpin', jumpin' out da gym (out da gym, hold up)
If you feelin' froggy gone leap (gone leap)
Imma have them people bringa da sheets (bring da sheets)
Making Duppies since puppy off the leash
Up in Target go retarded with the piece
Say she gotta thang for the streets
Went to college so that brain was elite
She gon' suck my thing through the brief
She ask me what I'm smoking? Fronto leaf (hold up)

[Chorus]
Shawty got a thing for the streets
And she from da burbs but she be wit me in da trap now
Mommy havin' dreams for my life it ain't good for her nerves she need me to put da strap down
4 chain on Mr. T and they worth a 100 G's Corey don't know how to act now
You ain't gotta come looking for me
I be really in the streets
Nigga I ain't hard to track down

[Verse 3]
She got a thing for me (yeah)
You ain't the same as me (yeah)
I'm living so dangerously
Move with the weapon I paint ya tee
Bonnie and Clyde she down the ride
She know that I'm from the 9 (yeah)
She know that I got the 9
Ready to bust on a nigga wan try me
That's why I keep her beside me (yup)
Right where the 9 stay (yup)
Told her that crime pay
Heat up the block like a fireplace (woof, woof)
I'm finna call up the troops
They gonna pull up in the coupes
They finna tear off ya roof
Nah, we ain't making no truce
Niggas ain't cuttin' you loose
She rubbin' me down like a masseuse
Yeah we could kick it like Bruce
Lee
She in the trap with a G
She told me she got a thing

[Chorus]
Shawty got a thing for the streets
And she from da burbs but she be wit me in da trap now
Mommy havin' dreams for my life it ain't good for her nerves she need me to put da strap down
4 chain on Mr. T and they worth a 100 G's Corey don't know how to act now
You ain't gotta come looking for me
I be really in the streets
Nigga I ain't hard to track down