Early morning
I'm coming like I'm Lana
Strap on my back
I call her Hannah Montana
Loud pack on me
Don't act like my homie
Fall into my line
Bitch you better not
Alright bitch
I'm feeling alright
As soon as I hit you with the strap
Yeah it made my heart laugh
Haha
Haha
Haha ha ha ha
Go to bed when there's day outside
Me and you we're not comparable
Always easier said then done
But you're not
With my up and downs
On the usual I get the cash
Crazy I ain't even ask for that
I don't hang around no fools
Why you sittin' on your ass?
Waitin' for a god's bless
Can't you see
There's so uch gwalla to get
Yeah yeah
Funny how you gwallas lack
Still don't know
What I should
Be thinkin' about that
Yeah she got
The booty and the titties
But baby you ain't got my back
Sometimes it get me sad
But usually I just laugh