The Game - p**y Money Weed lyrics

Look momma, I'm a chiefer, smoking on a reefer I know you say you can't s** dick but I'm a teach ya Bad lil b**h, yea I think that I'm a keep 'er And she can't miss school so I f** 'er on the bleacher Got the models on deck, got them hoes in check All these b**hes know my name so my pull gettin' wet I'll be rollin' rollin' rollin', off that potion we be bongin' We be smokin', we be joinin' till they keep their party goin' I'll be high, I'll be low, you try to row a b**h, let's go If you did not put men on my weed then you can hit my jawn (p**y) p**y, money, p**y money weed p**y, money p**y money weed p**y, money, p**y money weed p**y money weed p**y money weed (p**y) And all b**hed branded Tatted on the p**y, Jordan's and some spandex Rolling up the cookie, please understand that she tryna f** me but I'm a make 'er f** my man now Poppin' bottles like new year's eve and we standin' on the couch screamin' p**y money weed In the club blowin' trees so these b**hes wanna leave And she ain't even trippin', daddy spendin' on her weed Yea, and all my b**hes they exotic It's a party in her mouth and I'm her nuts so I'm invited I will s** it, I will bite it, I will f**ing start a riot Got that cush in my pocket and I'm selling like a parent ah f**, it's Miley Cyrus Who the f** is Miley Cyrus? It's a party at the crib and it's private (p**y) p**y, money, p**y money weed p**y, money p**y money weed p**y, money, p**y money weed p**y money weed p**y money weed (p**y) Ah, that's all I know about in this lifestyle Put a dollar on a p**y and I wipe it down Cool motherf**az, we don't tolerate clowns We in this young life, care less, smoke rounds Below homie Steve I hang 'er with a pou' The bed call me Game, hold that sh** down I'm 'bout to get this motherf**a game a new song f**in' relief, they don't know I'm with the fam Ridin' 'round in my city Smoked out I'm driftin' Everybody, brother, sister, cousins chases f**in' bailin' That b**h f**in', she guilty I ride that and get filthy We hop by so get liftin' I smoke strong, that sh** will be a Simpsons boy And young boys get offended boy Me, I'm just handlin' this grown man Dennis boy (p**y) p**y, money, p**y money weed p**y, money p**y money weed p**y, money, p**y money weed p**y money weed p**y money weed (p**y)