(Hook)
I got this codeine in my cup
Laura Bush we never stop
Bitch you better roll it up
'Fore I fuck you on the spot
You're that ho
Huh
You're that ho
Yeah
You're that ho
Ha
You're that ho
Yeah
(Verse 1)
Chains on my waist… Step to the place
Where the money at bitch ? Just throw it in the suitcase !
Hit your brain case, on the staircase
If you wanna play games
We ain't need to say names
Biatch
Get your.. Big ass
Up and shake it
Biatch
Ok drop it
Get low
Come and suck it
Biatch
And I hate mathematics but I can count on my bricks
If you ain't seen me for hours I may be fucking your bitch
The neighbors know who this is
When they be smelling that haze
We getting rowdy under the covers
She's sucking that dick, (she's sucking that dick)
(Hook)
I got this codeine in my cup
Laura Bush we never stop
Bitch you better roll it up
'Fore I fuck you on the spot
You're that ho
Huh
You're that ho
Yeah
You're that ho
Ha
You're that ho
Yeah
(Verse 2)
Bitches fall in love
Kush ain't got me tripping
And they just want to suck.. Drop another pill man !
We sipping by the bar like we made a million
And we just try to fuck, haters can't compete
I'm never lonely (no)
We getting rowdy (bitch)
I'm getting thirsty (so)
I got to get that (drink)
You better know me (ho)
We going crazy (with)
The free Bacardi (so)
We getting dizzy, (bitch)
(Hook)
I got this codeine in my cup
Laura Bush we never stop
Bitch you better roll it up
'Fore I fuck you on the spot
You're that ho
Huh
You're that ho
Yeah
You're that ho
Ha
You're that ho
Yeah
(Outro)
You wanted faith and love but I just had to go
You want to pray the lord, but I just had to go
I just had to go
I just had to go
I just had to go
I just had to go