[Intro - Michael Christmas]
Fuck!
I left the Henny in the other room..
It's ok, don't worry about it I'll get it after (I think we should put a Triple H sample right here)
Suck It!
Yo
Bitch
Tick Tick
Tick Tick
[Verse 1 - Michael Christmas]
Ever since a little lad, I was just focused on shit I ain't have
I needed Jordan's and fitted's and ass
I needed bitches to notice my ass
I needed all of these niggas approval
Hoes in they drawers like a mu'fuckin doodle
Hopin them bitches like Oodles of Noodles
I'm out the shower, I look like a poodle
Yea I piece that in some broke nigga jacket
An empty ass wallet, my bro got the rest
Left him for dead, had me actin a fool
Time to take shit, I came up out the casket
I hit the code, I ain't hittin no basket
My dog a blur like a nigga with glasses
Some of my niggas was goin to jail
Some of my niggas was goin to classes
They with that white girl like they in the plastics
I made a dollar stretch out like gymnastics
One circle square and a Honey Bun, smack it
Stay lounge on the playground
I was on the bus to the greyhound, to New York City
Spent a day around, spent a night on a hardwood floor
Spent the next day in the same outfit
Ain't bounce til I did somethin, broke as hell I ain't give a fuck
My fuckin head stay down, like a nigga couldn't get it up
Had to flex like Triple X, Carlito spittin in the face
Semi Yac nigga, no chase
[Hook - Michael Christmas]
But I done had Hella Henny Headaches
Hella hoes hatin
Headass you hot, huh? (naw, suck it... Bitch)
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
[Verse 2 - Michael Christmas]
The Henny headaches and the Remy burn, got the eye crust when I wake up
Broke as hell tryin to get caked up, like a bumpy bitch doin makeup
Ain't the government, fuck pay cuts we was all motherfuckin homeless bruh
Sendin juice home in ramen cups
Ain't no food in the fridge or nothin
Take ten dollars, cop 2 squares and a forty ounce get fucked up
Sleepin on the couch, sleepin on the floor
Fuck a back pain, man it ain't nothin
I can make mil's if I rap ill, make em laugh chill
Want a black grill, want a back porch drinkin yac, chill
Got a back alley with a crack deal
Most of these niggas lose hope, do all the drugs in the world just to cope
I see em runnin the rope, that mean I don't when I'm tryin to move slow
God tell me 'get off my ass' better be rich, how you skipped on em class
Bumblin, fumblin, get all the money and start showin others you somethin
[Hook - Michael Christmas]
But I done had Hella Henny Headaches
Hella hoes hatin
Headass you hot, huh? (naw, suck it... Bitch)
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
Ain't finna play no games, Ain't finna, Ain't finna play no games
[Outro - Michael Christmas]
We don't play no muthafuckin games
Yo we not spittin up water, we spittin Remy
Straight into the air when we come down to?? Round 2...
Pussy
