GROUPIES Lyrics

My bitch don't like me rappin' cause she think I'm fuckin' all the groupies

It ain't hard to get some money, nigga, get up and get to it

Yes hello, I'm in my bag, that money talk, I speak it fluent

Nigga this a stepper class, you need a lesson, I'm a tutor

I was prayin' for that bag, then it came, hallelujah

PG got the game on smash, I just pray they free my shooters

I swear life been movin' fast, hold on, yeah

I swear life been movin' fast, I put my soul into this music

My only goal is elevatin' every day, these niggas clueless

I'm so groovy, ice cold, that all the cougars wanna do me

Every day, I keep my deucie like a James Bond movie

This lil' freak bitch wanna lick my tats, I'll have her droolin

Make a movie, deuce go, pap, pap, pap, this nigga foolish

Goin' through it, heard you had them packs, and then you blew it

Bougie bitch, but she gon' let me crack

Cause I'm the smoothest, they like, how that nigga flow so fluent

Cause bitch, I do this, I came through, and then you lost your bitch

Cause I'm way cooler, sippin Trish, bitch, I'm not grabbin' no Heineken out the cooler

Paid nigga, she don't want her ex, cause he a loser

Momma call like she heard shots outside, I'm with the shooters

My bitch don't like me rappin', cause she think I'm fuckin' all the groupies

It ain't hard to get some money, nigga, get up and get to it

Yes, hello, I'm in my bag, that money talk, I speak it fluent

Nigga, this a steppers class, you need a lesson, I'm a tutor

I was prayin' for that bag, then it came, hallelujah

PG got the game on smash, I'll just pray they free my shooter

I swear life been movin' fast, I put my soul into this music

I told Lo' let's hit the road, gon' make a hundred off of

Gon' make a hundred off of