OLE SKOOL Lyrics

Make it sound better

Fuck

Good guess

I'm gonna show you

You can't be my girl if you can't do what these hoes do

Bo cuties in the old school

Get the fuck up out my face if I don't know you

You don't know the half of what I had to go through

Had to get my shit together like these hoes do

Say look I know that I ain't shit but bitch I got them balls

Seven pounds in the whip

I'm Will Smith when I roll

If you owe me throw me some

I'll get your shit reposs

I said I'd quit at 20 bands but I can't stop I need more

Say like the more money I got the more I want

I'ma get your shit reposs

I said I'd quit at 20 bands but I can't stop I need more

Say like the more money I got the more I want

All these cuties need to get them off of me

I hit my bro and he gon' get them off of me

Gotta move them fast though

It ain't no stalling me

This ain't no cracker live

Move them fast

So I had a schedule up

I can't even get high no more

Had to get some alibos

Mr. Moon rock with the runts

I was skeptical

Let the cutie hit the blunt and she turn to a vegetable

I'ma grind ain't no letting up

Overlap them haters check the time

Ain't no catching up

When I fuck she tell me that it's mine and she wet as fuck

Soon as I bust then I'm flying I ain't sweating her

Ran up a couple hundred thou living better bruh

Dropped a couple hundred on these trousers and this button up

They fucked up when they let me get some money now I'm cutting up

I made myself a boss somehow you still remain a buttercup

Fuck cuties in the old school

Don't get that bad like you bolder

I'ma get your shit reposs

I said I'd quit at 20 bands but I can't stop I need more

Say like the more money I got the more I want

Don't get that bad like you bolder

Drop it down let me show you

You can't be my girl if you can't do what the ho do

What the ho do

The old cuties in the old school

Get the fuck up out my face if I don't owe you

You don't know the hell of what I had to go through

Had to get my shit together let the ho loose

Niggas act so fucking different when you bread it up

You ain't the shit that help me out how you expect so much

I'ma cut up some more

I'ma cut up some more

I'ma cut up some more

I'ma cut up some more

Wee

I'ma never see you riding a jet slide

You niggas got us fucked up

Two cuties in the coupe with they pussies out

Bout to hop on this banana boat and blow me down

I don't need no ho to hold me down

I be anchored to the money ain't no rope around

Can't go out like Robin Williams ain't no hope around

I'm the gold it ain't no bread or fish to throw around

They was sleeping on a nigga but they hungry now

I got rich and left that bitch I don't get lonely now

Four cuties in a ho school

Go and get that bag like you pole do

Drop it down let me show you

You can't be my girl if you can't do what these ho do

Four cuties in a ho school

Bitch don't fuck up all my bitch if I don't owe you

You don't know the hell for what I had to go through

Had to get my shit together let me hold em