T.Cooke & Big Will - 304 from the 305

Ahh T.Cooke ahh
Woo Party King!
Oh we live from the 75
To the 305, woo wee hold on!
She gone buss it down like a field trip (Bet)
And yeah she Gucci'd down, that's that real drip
City girl she just lookin' for a Meal ticket (Get 'em girl)
If she find another man you gotta deal with it
Yeah I'm in the field with it, NFL with it
Even tho she dead wrong, you just gotta live with it (Woo)
She belong to the streets yeah, but I still hit it
She carrying all dat ahh, but she ain't concealing it (Aye)
Now ladies don't play with me
I need yo ass on the dance floor right now baby
It's like fifty thousand ones in this motherfucka (Ok den, aye)
Stop playing with me ahhh
She a 304 from the 305
She gone drop it low, she gone buss it wide
Yeah she on that pole, ima watch her slide
She'll cut ties, if it ain't 'bout dolla signs (On God)
I'm in the MIA my phone on DND
I'm courtside at the game I'm talkin' TNT
I hate it when she switch up like the CDC
Man 'cause I was pushing P before the PPP (Owee)
Her body OD, she just got BBL (Uh huh)
Her man went OT, he just got his CDL (Uh huh)
Her friend a CB, she just wanna see me fail (Whoa)
When she come down off perks, man she be mean as hell (But she gone)
Bend it over, buss it open, let me see you do it
Bend it over, buss it open, let me see you do it
Bend it over, buss it open, let me see you do it
Bend it over, buss it open (Ahh)
She a 304 from the 305
She gone drop it low, she gone buss it wide
Yeah she on that pole, ima watch her slide
She'll cut ties, if it ain't 'bout dolla signs (On God)
I hope you ain't tired T.Cooke
We gone do the same thing tomorrow night haha

Written by:
Pernell Cooke

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