Chris Moronta - BOUT IT BOUT IT

I see, she got moves and she be worth a thousand
She told me that she bout it bout it
But she was really on me, for the clout and
She told me that she was really bout it
But she fronting on a nigga for the thousands
I, Told her baby tell me what you dropping
You got that Ass, I wanna see you Bounce it
Look at the way she move it
She Stuck on my Dick
Look at the way that she do it, She fuck with the kid
I do not know whether she want me for me, or the fame and the glitz
I cannot give you no love, I fill you with insecurities
You want a nigga thats keeping it faithful
But I can’t ignore all these hoes on me
Just cause we fuck we ain’t cuffed
I keep a treesh, in case you ignoring me
I can’t text you, but I’ll give it up
All these women all up in my phone
Keep it honest with you, with no bucks (Give it up)
100, We gon, we gon, we gon fuck
I'm in the field, not the feelings
Got 100 thou, baby I'll spend it
Know this money give me, sex appeal and
Got the talent so you wanna see if,
I'm on the road, if I'm bout it bout it
My performance A1 with hoes
Keep it 100, ain't with the talking
Know you flawless from head to your toes ma
Huh! Bad vibes and I'm picking you up
Then you D N D it for the night
Creepin' Treeshin'
U N I

Written by:
Christopher Moronta

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