Skorge Da Hoodlum - Stepped off in the club

Hit when I walk in much love to the DJ we get it in often stepped in dead fresh was to fly for the cauffin hatin dont get you paid this outfit cost to much for me not to get laid ain't gotta tell her what it cost she know it paid erything upgraded diezel on the beat bro I hear what you sayin baby girl in my ear whispering sweet Nathan's too many fine dimes to focus on anybody hatin bar tender bring another round dont slow em down Southside in here woldae dis jtown she workin it for da real all the way to the ground from the bottom to the top look at a hoodlum now from not having to have it all we ain't stressing we having a ball


Grinding all day went to Nordstrom rack fell off in sacks fifth ain't no how to act we ain't tripping already made that back el mayor in my glass smokin presidential like this my club standing on the couch wit my middle finger up this the winning team fine livin is a must we just hustling living it up why wouldnt you wanna enjoy this with us work like boss party slave up all night still up early to get paid no way off every day game seven of the playoff gotta make it count cant lie love the way you making it bounce I'm getting high not sure if it's you or this ounce what's ya name again I forgot what you pronounced lil mama

Written by:
GEORGE EDWIN JR DREISBACH

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