Letras
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
Woo, you're my kind of girl
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hell yeah
Thickhead, been a boy, you ain't know me back then
Fucking his bitch, watching Two and a Half Men
He was dissing me, making him pass sense
I was blicking, I wound up rapping
No diggity, I tell her get humpy
I humped her before she could dump me
My first name bro, my last name Humpty
Bro Mook, so he sliding on Sunday
Getting cash, gotta bag it up
You know I gotta bag it up
He was hating, so we wrapped it up
To my song, she gon' back it up
In the stu' with my V
Keep saving niggas, bro, where is my cape?
Can't see my face, this shit all beef
Can't fuck with these niggas, these niggas all fake
All fake, all fake
For a bag, let me see how you work it
For a bag, let me see how you twerk it
She a baddie, I know she deserve it
I got the keys, the keys, let me turn it
No diggity, I tell her get humpy
I humped her before she could dump me
My first name bro, my last name Humpty
Bro Mook, so he sliding on Sunday
Getting cash, gotta bag it up
You know I gotta bag it up
He was hating, so we wrapped it up
To my song, she gon' back it up
To my song, she gon' back it
We sending shots and them bullets is rapid
Bitch, I'm a boy, I ain't doing no acting
These niggas be lying, I ain't doing no capping
Ain't no cap in my rapping
I don't want the front, so I fuck from the back
This shit off the top, I ain't writing no rap
These niggas be lying, I take off my hat
No diggity, I tell her get humpy
I humped her before she could dump me
My first name bro, my last name Humpty
Bro Mook, so he sliding on Sunday
Getting cash, gotta bag it up
You know I gotta bag it up
To my song, she gon' back it up