Irreplaceable, Pt. 2 Lyrics

She gots to know I'm getting money now it ain't just one of you

Came over with no make up & a bun, hoe you to comfortable

It's only been a month or two

I ain't even ate brunch wit chu

You leave chick, she throw a fit bouta all the things she done for you

You ain't don't shit for me bitch

All you do suck dick, eat, shit

Fuck, buss nuts, give me retwist

Some hoes i know said that's a lot

But compared to others, that's a lie

If you cook & clean should not be determined on rather you got ass or not

Was blinded by that ass you got

Just in my space like Astronaut

You fine but also Asinine

Don't know what you say half the time

The type that won't take half of mine

Need my fleece back, that's mastermind

Like a TV subscription, pass her prime

I'm a tripping or nah, i keep asking Dom

Truth be told you wasting time

A song about you, I'm wasting rhymes

Can't sip my drink, you wasting lines

Drop a bad bitch quick, i be wasting dimes

The truth bouta you I'd hate to find

So i don't ask no questions

Worst type of bitch, don't listen, no patience, don't never got no paper but she so sexy

Hustle everyday, rubber bands on wrist didn't give the boy a glimpse til i Rolexed it

Brown skin bitch, light skin thick, long as she pretty Mann, i ain't got No preference

Catch me at the functions in the smoke sections

If you are not my brother ain't no smoke sessions

Glocks in the tuck, we don't post weapons

You a new born baby, doing no stepping

Never in your hood, you do no reppin

They actually told me that you do not live there

You not there now & you wasn't a kid there

You didn't school there, you didn't have friends there

That's not your hood cause you had few kin there

Especially when they wasn't on shit either

Yo aunt was hoe & big eatter

Yo cousin a hoe iont like him either

For 5 years I've been around rich people

& i never had more money than have now

I ain't stopping til i get enough to pass down

I'm just chillin til i got enough to crash out

Want some hoes, get some money, bring that cash out

Bag the baddest little bitty with her ass out

Take her all around the city, except the stash house

Den fuck her in the telle til she pass out

It's okay if you love em

But you never can trust em

No matter what they gon say to you

Never let a woman think she can play wit you

Cause aint none of these hoes irreplaceable