Party At Bella's ft. Chow Lee Lyrics

My hoe wanna fuck with my brother, but she think this shit is a test

I don't do preps no more, I pop Addy's on the weekends, I hit the Teslas

I'm an ass pussy and she got her legs right around me like a wrestler

She know I be with the steppers, but she don't think it's a setup

I want smoke, want pressure, I grow my stick off the dresser

I bought the purse for the high, if I get it for the low, these niggas just pressed

Him For the name, nigga, I won't let her, I think

That he better, I tell him the better Oh, you talkin' money, got hella

My bitch a Barbie, her name is Bella I'm a city boy

Just dropped check in her chyme

But I won't tell her

Me and Jelly fuck the same hoes, ain't a detective, won't catch me at plain clothes

In my shoe the ufaleo, my bitch be squirtin' like she was on bankrolls

And all the niggas, they be hatin' on us, I don't listen to niggas with kingos

When I'm in there, ain't ridin' Rangos, bullet-ass fan, never been in the range though

And I'm tryna fuck him in Cuban door like my nickname was Tato

And my doggy be shootin' at niggas from the crib cause he got that shit on his ankle

And you gettin' money, these niggas gon' hate you

It's probably why I never hated these niggas

And you gettin' money, I bet they won't rank you

That's why I don't bank on these niggas

I run up with check in the bank on these niggas

That's why we smokin' on deck on these niggas

And me and the brodies just run and drop the property

Take walkin' around wearin' pink on these niggas

These niggas, this is pussy, won't blink on these niggas

I'm thinkin' bout money, won't think bout these niggas

I don't think bout no bitches, but if she

Ask me what I'm thinkin' bout, I'm gonna tell her it's her

I might just go get some Henny and go to the telly and then I relapse on the perp

And cops bout to come out the celly

I'm bout to get that nigga money to act like a jerk

And I got money, I could get your merch

And if you act funny, I won't get you served

My hoe wanna fuck with my brother, but she think this shit is a test

I don't do a purse no more, I pop Addys on the weekends, I do the Teslas

I'm in that pussy and she got her legs right around me like a wrestler

She know I be with the steppers, but she don't think it's a set-up

I force smoke on pressure, I throw my stick off the dresser

I put the price for the high if I get it for the low, these niggas just press them

Foot on their neck, I won't let up, think that he better, I tell him the better

Oh, you talkin' money, got hella My bitch is Barbie, her name is Bella

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