boys night

tolerates no gold digger this ain't yoga you stretch your body you lose takin the ship we cruise no juices jus booze no pussies jus bros that how the code goes takin the aspirin I doze only God knows where the crown goes steppin on my toes nigga you start the war Gucci is what I wore supposed to be a boys night nigga came with a whore ain't satisfied as she came for more smashed jus to settle the score moaned a lot I closed the door took in points for sure up an down on her pussy like I'm playin see saw smashed on the boat until we reached the shore lurking on my Gucci I took her to the store smashed wearing ice but never went cold followed the lead as I was told go bold making faster like I was running for gold verse2 nigga ain't got cheese always told me he lurked 3 p's grew in the township with chippies always smashed bitchies hungry I'm feeding him naartjies while feeding his baddie goodies livin with cuties spending millions on ladies she Gladys chose to be the first lady chew muh money while calling me daddy nearly bought a ring not knowin she a big time baddie more stories is it bed time already no sorrow on my mark I'm ready