Hybred - Weight Up

You like it
Already know you like it
You know what I want
Yeah you know what excites me (You already know)
You like it
Already know you like it
You know what I want
Asking for a favor
When you know it ain't that easy
Yeah you talk a big game
But down line the gone need me
Bug a boo you buggin me yeah you's a bug a boo
Ain't need to call me
No you can't come through
Hell nah
Fuck that
You ain't comin through
Ain't al-o blacc
But i need a dolla boo
Course i want the head
Some commas too/two
Ain't havin sex
Unless it's profitable
You think I'm playing games
I'm yo favorite flava
Treat it like some candy
You can eat it
Now or Later
Ain't no doubt it
No need to go around it
Drop a couple bags on me
So I know you about it (bout it)
Daddy let me know you about them digits
Run it up imma need mo then 6 figures
Call it what you want, gold digger
No broke niggas, no
You don't need to call me until you get yo weight up
(You don't need to call me)
You know what I like don't have to say much
(You know what I like)
You ain't getting none until you pay up (until you pay up)
Think I'm chasing you, you bout to wait up (wait up, wait up up)
Get ya weight up, weigh up
You know what I like don't have to say much
(You know what I like)
You ain't getting none until you pay up
Think I'm chasing you, you bout to wait up
Eat any beat
Niggas know
Moe famished
Niggas talk tough
Pull up
They vanish
Bob Ross
Paint ya hood red
No canvas
Niggas beg to fuck
Just to paint
No canvas
When it come to rappers
Mo Bitches
Turn into hannibal
Kill em all
I eat em
I'm such an animal
These niggas frauds
They snakes
They ain't the actual
They want the codes to safe
Can't trust a scamming hoe
Ain't no calling when you need me baby
Blocked ya
Can't reach me baby
Cold nights, no sleep
It's crazy
Sweet tooth, that cake you craving
Now you addicted
To that Kenny, baby
I know it feel amazing
Throwing temper tantrums
Why you trippin
You know that you can not afford me
Fresh, fly & finessing
Swear all these niggas is unprepossessing
Fuck em one time
Then they get so possessive
Fuck being cuffed
Bitch i need some possessions
Hittin my line
Why the fuck is you pressin me
Talking and textin aggressively
Slick with the tongue
Yeah you know that's moe specialty
Make it bust unexpectedly
Yes indeed
Make a broke nigga wait up
Pockets lookin slim
Lil nigga get ya weight up
Oh you moving weight
Flipping 8ths
That dont weigh up
They say that money talk
That's why these niggas don't say much
They hush
I don't trust none of these niggas
Need all of the figures
Need all the gwalla
Up front
Swear you in love with a nigga
Up under a nigga
Then get to the hood and you front
No handouts
I don't do favors
Swear that they hate us
Same bitches riding dick
Jockin the flavor
These rappers
Ain't got the cadence
Enunciation
Stick to them minimum wages
Moved out to Cali
Where the smoke at
Blowin on a mountain
Broke back
Push em off if the stroke wack
These niggas coke heads
Beg mo bitches to lend z's
For the lohan
No ma'am
You don't need to call me until you get yo weight up
(You don't need to call me)
You know what I like don't have to say much
(You know what I like)
You ain't getting none until you pay up (until you pay up)
Think I'm chasing you, you bout to wait up (wait up, wait up up)
(You don't need to call me baby)
Get ya weight up, weigh up (you know what I like)
You know what I like don't have to say much
(You know what I like)
You ain't getting none until you pay up
Think I'm chasing you, you bout to wait up
You like it
Already know you like it
You know what I want
Yeah you know what excites me (You already know)
You like it
Already know you like it
You know what I want
Yeah you know what excites me
You already know
Wait up, get ya weight up
Weigh up, get ya weight up
Wait up, get ya weight up
Weight up, these niggas don't weigh much
I hate a broke bitch

Written by:
Kendrick King, Maurice Murray

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