Featuring Mocha [Sporty] Take two oh wow Take two two.. Take two two
[Mocha] I want it!
[Sporty] Take two.. Take two
[Mocha] Uh nah!
[Sporty] Take two.. Take two Take two.. Take two
Take two Take two Two two two
Chorus: Sporty Thievz
I want it uh huh uh huh Ain't got it uh uh uh uh I want it uh huh uh huh "You ain't gettin nadda"
Aye Papi
[Sporty Thievz] Yo I'ma a cheap cat, you peeps, I keep stacks I don't care if you that, sweet rap, petite black I'm tryin to shine yo, ?? stakes the dime yo ?? Which means cheap, when you speak esponal Come on, y'all know - if not, ask Mo' Thinkin you gettin cash flow, then you'se a gassed hoe I just let your ass go, you know, spend my dough Get sheisty hoes that pose in centerfolds Clothes, uh oh, now your man done bought Timb's Make you Phillip Hartman, Spartan jonnin
[Mocha] Uh yo, uh ballin, it don't cost in flossin And the same to these cats, forget who's boss and Stallin, on low, and I'ma leave ya crawlin Mocha talkin all, off the wall and, what?
[Sporty] What, all into my dough, involved in Swim in my jacuz' then, like a dolphin Well if I die, would you jump in my coffin? Sell my law, then put all my cars in auction
Aiyyo, why I can't score without trickin no dough Actin like I don't know how this trickin shit go With these golddiggin, low-pro Moe squigglin hoes (chill!) My Paul you right, I mean fuck for the amounts (now)
[Mocha] Who dat dime honey who got her eyes buggy My style lovely, but you won't get a dime from me None of my money, you must be sick I'm the one who tips and leave her some crisp Bet I eat cake and known to peep snakes By the Cheapskatez, looking for a cheap date Thinkin he gon' feed me fries and cheesesteaks You gon see me escape, check the release date
[Sporty Thievz] It all starts in the club, with a sip of somethin Now she wanna fill the glass to the tip or somethin Then a nigga dead wrong when he flip or somethin Like huh, you want what! You better strip or somethin Do it Player's Club style, work a hip or somethin Get a ski mask, dump a clip in or somethin Me, I'm more rich then poor, I just refuse to trick Quick to holla (WHAT!) you ain't gettin nada damn dolla
KFC is good, but girls can't be chickens Man listen, but what they can be is pigeons Pigeons, the worst bird, that's my word Eatin on curbs in herds lookin for herb
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