Peek-A-Boo

Touchdown, shit fuck it I'm the quarterback

Wit all these plays getting made she gon throw it back

Still money over bitches and I told her that

I'm in and out serving beef like you ordered that

It Ain't nun to a boss, we gon run it up

Back to back all night til the sun is up

Bust a nut got her looking like a hunny bun

Get the money then I'm gone, that's a one and done

Cold game but its life who guessed it

The kid got next putting on for the section

Toe tag him if he lookin my direction

I brought the homies with me you can meet Smith and Wesson