WhooKilledKenny - Exotic Dancer lyrics
[WhooKilledKenny - Exotic Dancer lyrics]
Yeah, I gotta speak my mind
Drip on me, FN clip on me, uh
Fifth on me, I've been drinkin' Hennessy, uh
Bitch on me, huh, don't you friend zone me
What you need?
Know these niggas depend on me, uh
Hands up, uh got my bands up, uh
I've been smokin' out the zip
I can't stand up i don't know the answer
Don't got no answer
I'm in New York with an exotic dancer, uh
Ya dig
They don't want to see me winnin', bruh
They don't wanna believe that
They don't want to see me comin'
Up, they don't wanna see that, uh
Hoppin' out that yes yessir
Hundred G's, need that, uh
Bitches all up on my nuts, ho
I wanna see cash
Pullin' up like back, back out
Driver, don't hit the curb, uh
I don't wanna talk about shit
'less it's 'bout monеy, converse, uh
Hands up like a rollеr coaster, take a
Hit of zah, leave the earth, uh
Bitches ask if I'm pimpin', nah, lil' bitch
Unless you tryna work
I just hit a nigga bitch 'til he found out
Then I had to skrrt
Plug fronted me a good pack, do work
Get reimbursed
I ain't worried about a bitch unless
She handed me her purse, uh
Cotton candy Louis sweater
Bust down lookin' like dessert
Work time, nigga, work time
Do my thug by myself, I can work mine
Nigga on the front line and the birds flyin'
Bounce back like a nigga just served time
Get it
Drip on me, FN clip on me, uh
Fifth on me, I've been drinkin' Hennessy, uh
Bitch on me, huh, don't you friend zone me
What you need?
Know these niggas depend on me, uh
Hands up, uh got my bands up, uh
I've been smokin' out the zip
I can't stand up i don't know the answer
Don't got no answer
I'm in New York with an exotic dancer, uh
Ya dig
Drip on me, FN clip on me, uh
Fifth on me, I've been drinkin' Hennessy, uh
Bitch on me, huh, don't you friend zone me
What you need?
Know these niggas depend on me, uh
Hands up, uh got my bands up, uh
I've been smokin' out the zip
I can't stand up i don't know the answer
Don't got no answer
I'm in New York with an exotic dancer, uh
Ya dig
They don't want to see me winnin', bruh
They don't wanna believe that
They don't want to see me comin'
Up, they don't wanna see that, uh
Hoppin' out that yes yessir
Hundred G's, need that, uh
Bitches all up on my nuts, ho
I wanna see cash
Pullin' up like back, back out
Driver, don't hit the curb, uh
I don't wanna talk about shit
'less it's 'bout monеy, converse, uh
Hands up like a rollеr coaster, take a
Hit of zah, leave the earth, uh
Bitches ask if I'm pimpin', nah, lil' bitch
Unless you tryna work
I just hit a nigga bitch 'til he found out
Then I had to skrrt
Plug fronted me a good pack, do work
Get reimbursed
I ain't worried about a bitch unless
She handed me her purse, uh
Cotton candy Louis sweater
Bust down lookin' like dessert
Work time, nigga, work time
Do my thug by myself, I can work mine
Nigga on the front line and the birds flyin'
Bounce back like a nigga just served time
Get it
Drip on me, FN clip on me, uh
Fifth on me, I've been drinkin' Hennessy, uh
Bitch on me, huh, don't you friend zone me
What you need?
Know these niggas depend on me, uh
Hands up, uh got my bands up, uh
I've been smokin' out the zip
I can't stand up i don't know the answer
Don't got no answer
I'm in New York with an exotic dancer, uh
Ya dig