Crook Deez and Block Boi Redd - Now She Gone
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (They Be on it)Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (Yeah She on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (They Be on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (Yeah She on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
Footed up, slapping KT in the foreign
I just need one Asian, or a white girl, and im tourin
Catch me out of town with the pounds, I be scorin
And if it's a good night, then a champagne pourin
Big dawg status, yeah block boy lifestyle
Gave her that look and her ass went right down
But right now, I'm focused on this money train
And plus you little bitches out here be playin' games
She a renegade, she just in the way
I don't want her if her ass ain't gettin' paid
She a renegade, she just in the way
And I don't want her if her ass ain't gettin' paid
Bitch you know a nigga need the bands
What yo silly ass don't understand
Put it in my pocket or in my hand
That'll make a nigga do the Remble dance
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (They Be on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (Yeah She on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (They Be on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (Yeah She on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
I need a bitch that clean that pussy in a hurry
She was your queen but me, I'ma do her dirty
She suck dick for free, send a trick then collect the fee
We do this everyday times 30
She hand me a stack then I send her back
Nah, ain't no naps, better take a lap
Ain't no love lost, I'll toss you to the streets
Got a new bad bitch clocking 10 G's a week
Don't touch me, I'm dropping you off
Make that nigga feel lucky that you topping them off
Let that nigga know it's extra if you catching the sauce
And you better come correct when you talking to a boss
Foreign whips, sliding down the strip
Nothing but platinum game coming out my lips
When you roll with Crook Deez, we taking them trips
Big trees, two B's and a dollar sign Bitch
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (They Be on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (Yeah She on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (They Be on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
You know dem hoes be on the nigga (Yeah She on it)
Don't be mad cuz your bitch chose me nigga (Now She Gone)
Written by:
Booker Jones, Courtney Burson
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