Cadi-Lack Lyrics

I'm tugging on her panties and she trying to pull it out

I told her watch the noise, don't scream, don't shout

Don't act up or I'm kicking you out

Don't tease it, girl, put it in your mouth

She a hood bitch, I think she from the south

I'm a get this money I'm on the right route

All these niggas lame, they be searching for some clout

Them hoes act up when I pull them racks out

We always getting to it, it ain't never a drought

I know my niggas with me, I ain't never got to doubt

I always got the cheese I ain't never without

DJ pumping the iron I think he trying to workout

Where the girl scouts, I think I need cookies

They on the bench mane I swear these niggas rookies

Chick said, "not my goodies"

Take me to Jersey Shore, I'm trying to meet Snooki

I'm taking all the money I think I'm a bookie

I got 'em scared of me, I think I got 'em shookie

If she got an attitude keep where she at

This nigga ain't Sixty Nine but he still a rat

I don't give a fuck I let her be a brat

I need a Range Rover, matte black

When he slimed him out this nigga said slatt

When he shooting it's like he getting the gat

I'm a dog but I ain't chasing cat

You better take yo' shoes off at the doormat

Hitting them hoes out of here like a bat

Who that is flying through in the scat?

Check this nigga out, this nigga is a copycat

Check the scoreboard my team got hell of stats

Look at what I did cant nobody do that

Flew her out, and then that hoe flew back

Her nigga mad because I left her like a flapjack

Ken cutthroat but a still hit you in the back

I got to stay up, I can't, lack

She was hungry, so I was a snack

Throwing money all in Dallas feeling like Dak

First, she drop it low, and then she bring it back

I'm all the phone asking where the money at

Duck ass hoe all she do is, quack

All she do is quack

Me and my niggas go back like four flats on a Cadillac