Chavo, Pi'erre Bourne - I Love It lyrics

We getting money too
Ran through a hunnid blues
Know I can't wait 'til I run into you
She a little hottie
Just look at her body
I told her let's go and get comfortable
We smoke out the bag
Damier on the tag
I threw the receipt out the sunroof
You look at my neck
And see Cuban on Cuban on Cuban, that's what this shit come to

I smoke a quarter a week, not the little one either, these forceps ain't cheap
She can tell off from up top, she love when I speak, she love my demeanor
I told her just climb up on top, after you finish giving me cerebral
Clip full and there's one in the top, gotta hide it from twelve 'cause this shit is illegal

I talk money and they switchin' the subject
Pull a twenty out, make a fuck nigga upset
She bad as hell hold it back, can't nut yet
Run around the city, run it up 'til sunset
High as hell never passing a drug test
AI, fuck a hoe then pass her like "What's next?"
Sheriff tryna say I'm a suspect
Bust first bitch, we ain't ever got' bust back

We getting money too
Ran through a hunnid blues
Know I can't wait 'til I run into you
She a little hottie
Just look at her body
I told her let's go and get comfortable
We smoke out the bag
Damier on the tag
I threw the receipt out the sunroof
You look at my neck
And see Cuban on Cuban on Cuban, that's what this shit come to

We getting money too
Ran through a hunnid blues
Know I can't wait 'til I run into you
She a little hottie
Just look at her body
I told her let's go and get comfortable
We smoke out the bag
Damier on the tag
I threw the receipt out the sunroof
You look at my neck
And see Cuban on Cuban on Cuban, that's what this shit come to

She thought it was sage, but I'm smoking a spliff, it's pressure I'm choking again
When I'm shooting I aim for the rim
No I won't play with you niggas
I traded the watch for a better one, he set the price and I paid him the difference
I don't know how you broke, I know niggas rich while they locked up selling cocaine in prison

We getting money too
Ran through a hunnid blues
Know I can't wait 'til I run into you
She a little hottie
Just look at her body
I told her let's go and get comfortable
We smoke out the bag, Damier on the tag, I threw the receipt out the sunroof
You look at my neck
And see Cuban on Cuban on Cuban, that's what this shit come to

We getting money too
Ran through a hunnid blues
Know I can't wait 'til I run into you
She a little hottie
Just look at her body
I told her let's go and get comfortable
We smoke out the bag, Damier on the tag, I threw the receipt out the sunroof
You look at my neck
And see Cuban on Cuban on Cuban, that's what this shit come to