LOCKED UP SHORTY Lyrics

Locked up shorty

I couldn't wait to shake them bitches

And I'm getting money lil hoe

Okay let's play who the richest

Let's see who bank the biggest

When they send the bread I gotta make sure ain't nothin missing

Aye make sure ain't nun missing

Locked up shorty

I couldn't wait to shake them bitches

And I'm getting money lil hoe

Okay let's play who the richest

Let's see who bank the biggest

When they send the bread I gotta make sure ain't nothin missing

Aye make sure ain't nun missing

Awe yeah that's a lotta digits

I need my commission

Cuz anytime yall mention me

These hoes gone always listen

Tell a bitch to mind her business

Wheres the competition

All that shit sound silly lil baby

How the fuck you figure

How come you ain't neva in none of his pictures

Are you sure you ain't his mistress

Awe you his new apprentice

Yall should claim hoes as dependents

Don't speak on how I'm living

We can't even talk the same

Cuz you gotta ask yo nigga

Umm did you get permission

And what's wit all the switch ups

Most these hoes ain't shit

So I can't waste no time on disses

Im getting paid to play lil hoe

And whole time it aint no misses

It was never rags to riches

What I want Ima always get it

If its a target ima hit it

I could really talk my shit

But I don't like to brag to bitches

Call that nigga from London

Cuz this year we burning bridges

Know you from the burbs

But niggas claim they from the trenches

We hot the price been goin up

Check the oven and get the biscuits

I think I'm the littest

Umm just wait till niggas hear this

I just hit the wood

And I feel higher than a pigeon

Let's not get me started

Cuz when I go I ain't gone finish

Skirt shorter than a blink

He say it look like I play tennis

Nah lil nigga Ima menace

Most you niggas losin

I can't afford to risk my image

Speeding past the limit

I been the light and you can't dim it

You got a poor choice in women

And yo new girl make me grimace

But fuck it ima just like it

Cuz ya caption say yall winning

Everything be smackin when DJ BREmarie start spinnin

Ima get in trouble the way this buzz about to start hittin

Yall be gettin mad at me

Cuz I did and yall hoes didn't

I slid and yall still slipping

I'm lit and yall be tripping

Locked up shorty

I couldn't wait to shake them bitches

And I'm getting money lil hoe

Okay let's play who the richest