Whole lotta winnin
I came from nothin
I whole lotta famine
She wanna fuck off a whole lotta xannies
I'm gettin bucks it's a whole lot to manage
Shawty she eatin me up like a sandwich
I be thinkin she magic the way that it vanish
And I like to stack to paper my only advantage
And she see that my plug and me only speak spanish
Young nigga cool, smoove and he romantic
Niggas keep talkin don't want no static
If I whip the foreign I'll drive it the fastest
She give me brain and she ain't go to classes
I like her ass and it's made with molasses
Why they so mad and they hate I'ma master
I get the money they say I'm a bastard
I think it's funny the cake how it's stackin