politically incorrect ? Lyrics

Not politically correct, imma say just what I think

Man that blicky, cook ya dawg like it's brought up by the chinx

You gon do just what I think

Pour that purple in ya drink

Just to turn ya clear to pink

Woosah, can't be weakest link

My position set in stone, nah lil bitch it can't be jinxed

Jinxed huh

Jinxed huh

Jinxed huh

I need bread like brinks trucks

Get ya bitch to do the same thing every time we link up

Used to fuck these bitches til my Grammy crib would stink up

She like getting fucked up, that must be he kink huh

And it only get worse, when she filled with drinks uh

Empty out this wood and put the guts right in the sink

I think back and get embarrassed, what the fuck did niggas think

Shit I didn't think at all

I just fucked this bitch on her apartment hallway walls

I was just amazed by all her confidence and gaul

All I ever thought about is imma have it all

Never be too far away, you know I'm just a call

Baby the way that you shake it my God, you must have got that from ya momma

Like girl what the hell in ya jeans, they probably cost you way too many commas

That freaky shit run in the family

You might be a fiend for the xannys but

You like to eat me like candy

And you never fake for the camera

And shawty you know imma risky investor, you sound like something I'm getting behind

(Something I'm getting behind, something I'm getting behind)

And shawty you know imma risky investor, you sound like something I'm getting behind

And shawty you know imma risky investor, you sound like something I'm getting behind

And shawty you know imma risky investor, you sound like something I'm getting behind

Not politically correct, imma say just what I think

Man that blicky, cook ya dawg like it's brought up by the chinx

You gon do just what I think

Pour that purple in ya drink

Just to turn ya clear to pink

Woosah, can't be weakest link

My position set in stone, nah lil bitch it can't be jinxed

Jinxed huh

Jinxed huh

Jinxed huh

I need bread like brinks trucks

Get ya bitch to do the same thing every time we link up

Used to fuck these bitches til my Grammy crib would stink up

Bitch I want the whole pie, bitch I need a lump sum

Market this big educated nigga that can lump sum

Used to be this nappy headed nigga, hair was clumped up

Surround me with these bitches that don't gotta thing but dump trucks

That wouldn't be so bad

Bitches that want tote bags

Niggas that want nothing but to see me with a toe tag

Ma said what I do has consequences, yea I know that

Fuck the blowback

Always speak my life, so if I said it then, I wrote that