I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it it it
I didn't wanna race on this track like that
And just piggy back off miss cat in the hat
When you gimme that
Want that track when we rap
Hit my line if you want that
See I gotta family to feed
Just working day and night
Like I'm calling Taraji
I ain't got time
But I see who I see
These bitches stay hungry
So I feed when I eat
I step when I step
And when I step, I stunt
You can see from the back
And I can poke it from the front
They said maybe you should sit down
And stop smoking on them blunts…
But I can't get enough listen…
Three bad bitches bouncing on the floor
Shaking all that ass
Watch they hands reach they toes
Sexy lil body and
That bootie on that grow
Center of attention had dem mouths on dat yo!
See I didn't wanna step in with this
I need to lesson to miss and I don't
Mean as a diss — it's simple
How to just flow on a beat
It's like epitome
It's getting ridden of me, Huh
Stinka Pooh — is you shittin me?
I gotta pay FUNDS to show that im literally
More than a voice
I Spoke it with a choice
And I really snatch the mic
Lil Mama rejoice, Okay!
If they gamble me best believe
I'm parlayin'
Introduce me as a noun
But im really out here saying
If really one boy' out here
REALLY slaying… ?
Mhm, Yeah IT WAS ME HOE!
Yeah and you see me in some Grigio uh
When I'm sipping on this Pinot uh
Keep it casual chino!
Hang it up muffin
If you really pass bluntin
Cause I ain't foldin shit
Til' my laundry really done
And I'm really stuntin!
Now get back to the intro
Before I disclose
And fore' I diss these hoes uh
Three bad bitches bouncing on the floor
Three bad bitches bouncing on the floor
Three bad bitches bouncing on the floor
Bouncing on the floor
Bouncing on the floor Uh
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it
I didn't wanna do it it it
Now my Body breaks shaking
Think that I'm taken
Sore like a thumb
Ya suck
I ain't playing
I can't be run
I spittin' like I'm hating
But I'm just saying
Sleeping and patient
How bout I creep on these niggas
Late at night
I ain't gotta scooby doo
Cause I'm silent ain't no freight
Slip 'em mixtape
Under the pillows height …
I just give THE RAP DELIGHT
With my body feel THE MIGHT, UH
Knocking on my chest
And I ain't being humble
I can hear the buzz
But I ain't on bumble
That small talk
Thumbelina no stumble
If you really wanna cookie
Break bread don't crumble, uh
And when I do it
I do it really well
Can you tell?