Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan - Say So lyrics

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(Hook)

I got this thick bitch who will do anything I say

My smile slim, she be tricklin' by my anythin', but won't play

About her nigga, about them figures, in her purse she keep her pistol

Day time job, at night she strippin'

Tryna rob plug that believe she gon' hit me

I'mma be like 'hey oh', them cops shootin' like 'hey oh'

And she'll do anything that a nigga would say so

(Post-Hook)

Try to rob puff fo' the word

Best believe gon' pull up one of y'all nigga

Gon' have to 'lay-low'

Shootin' all o' y'all niggas, she want molly, she want status

Down on boom all o' these bitches

Heard that 12 got behind me, watch how fast allude these niggas

(Verse)

They say that pistol like a limit

I'm gon' squeeze it, they gon' shoot it

I wanna ball, nigga

I'm a boss layn round nigga

I don't touch that shit

That bong, get it off from me

If ye don't see me wid it

It don't mean I'm not strapped

Know I prolly got it on me

And that VIP table gon' see it

Got 100 bottles on it

And it got a model on it

The Vein shoes she wearin'

Supposed to be 100 on me

You ain't know about stack fill

You don't know about the lean

You don't know how it feel to have a bad bitch

Drop 100 nigga till she can swallow yo seamen

Callin' my niece when we in public

But everybody know she my side chick

My wrist so colorful

The bitch I'm with gullible

(Hook)

I got this thick bitch who will do anything I say

My smile slim, she be tricklin' by my anythin', but won't play

About her nigga, about them figures, in her purse she keep her pistol

Day time job, at night she strippin'

Tryna rob plug that believe she gon' hit me

I'mma be like 'hey oh', them cops shootin' like 'hey oh'

And she'll do anything that a nigga would say so

(Post-Hook)

Try to rob puff fo' the word

Best believe gon' pull up one of y'all nigga

Gon' have to 'lay-low'

You be flexin' like you gotta check up in yo pocket

Best believe I'm lookin' fo' the muthafuckin' pessos

Actin' like you own it when you don't

Fuck around, get a circle on yo head

I'm gon' fuckin' hit those

(Verse 2)

Stripper hoe do what I say so

Got brothers in the slot like a lego

Two muthafuckas won a bagel

Actin' like you got a payed lawyer

Oh, you got a public fender so you

Know the case closed

My side hoe 'll do anything

She'd let me flip her anyway

I fucked that pussy Indian style

Hottest chick around

And I want a back roll

I wanna see third floor and I'll be on safe

Got a brother named Andre

That was my whole Friday pipi Sunday

(Hook)

I got this thick bitch who will do anything I say

My smile slim, she be tricklin' by my anythin', but won't play

About her nigga, about them figures, in her purse she keep her pistol

Day time job, at night she strippin'

Tryna rob plug that believe she gon' hit me

I'mma be like 'hey oh', them cops shootin' like 'hey oh'

And she'll do anything that a nigga would say so

(Post-Hook)

Try to rob puff fo' the word

Best believe gon' pull up one of y'all nigga

Gon' have to 'lay-low'

Lay low lay low, lay low lay low

Call up front with that money

Neva you got take it from me

Nigga, we got it made!

Rich Homie aye

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