Curtis Williams - Scottie 2 Hottie lyrics

[Verse 1: Key] NAACP, can't no b**h excite me I need a Rolex, no Breitling, if them people spot me I call for god for lightning, I'm going hard and your pockets hurt I see why you don't like me, I see why you don't, uh Clicquot, Enrico, I'm all about them C-notes Your main ho a "fall-see-toe", Falsetto, Falsetto All my work correct though, shout out my connect though I swear I breathe the best smoke, some my tree from the deck though Can't cop no weed at Texaco, some of these n***as still stressing though I'mma teach them my lesson though, I teach them my lesson though Popped a bean, popped, popped, a bean Aye, popped a bean, popped, popped, a bean Ho [Verse 2: Curtis Williams] I just got a pack, tell my b**h roll it Tryna' stack that paper to the point where it's not folding Can't no n***a do like me, Vodka straight, no chaser Only after that paper, but them f** n***as still hating Two-9 to that grave dirt, smoked out till my chest hurt Good weed in my dutch, red box on my t-shirt, uh n***as pocket watching, too much to count That checkered flag waving when I come around Yeah, it's waving when I come around If your b**h ain't at the crib that mean she came around Yeah, that mean she came around And that checkered flag waving when I come around