Kreayshawn - Shrimp lyrics

Do it for the low, swag my money long, homie
Word around town
I got bitches that will love me
Loud pack all black, swag one hundred
If you about money, I'm about money
Let's talk about moola
I'm stuntin, I'm stuntin, hoe
I'm stuntin, my wrist loud, yo
I'm stuntin, hoe how loud? stupid loud, hoe
Black gun, black tech, black shauty
All night, hit that bullit to your body
I fuck with Kreayshawn
I call her Kreay Gotti
If you get her mad, she hit you with the 40
Go hard, call me Flocka, see
Fake niggas try to step to
Me, Lotto on the line
Say he got them bricks
Time is money, now I go hit a lick

I can't hear your swag yeah, it's real quiet
Heard you got those loud pockets
But, I think you still lying
My swagger loud, but your's, shh
Keep it silant
My swagger like a chopper in your ear
Keep firing
Boom bam I'm in the room now, I'm swaggin out
Bitches thought I wasn't with the shit
Till I pulled it out 40 Cal in your face
Now this bitch is runnin from the swag
In the gun she didn't know was comin
But, I'm here now fear this
All these bitches don't pop near this
Cause if I pop off
I just might pull your top off
And that ain't cool my swag will kill you
And my swag will kill him too
And these bitches never knew that
Kreayshawn rockin with this crew