Bitches in the Room

Like strippers a lot of
Like strippers a lot of
Like strippers a lot of
Like strippers a lot of
Like strippers a lot of bang

Hit the mall and I ball
'Member when I ain't had nothin' at all
I remember nothin' at all
Had the coke stuffed in my draws
Bad bitch in my missed calls
Foreigns in my front
Like strippers a lot of ones
I love them hunduns ayy, ayy
Ayy i only fuck with my money machine
'Cause it don't say nothin' but beep
And I made my gun speak go bang bang
My gun tote a hundred in my pocket, hundreds
My car cost a hundred, thou
Smoking on this ganja, wow
We got extensions on the room
I got my bitches in the room
Getting freaky in the room
Guns go click clack, bang that bitch
Boy, we be in that bitch
Let a bitch try to set me up
I'm gon' bring that bitch
Ayy, and get away with it
That bitch should've known I
Don't play that shit
'Member I used to be taking shit
Now I can spend thirty on the chains and shit
Nigga, who you banging with?
Almighty still on that same damn shit
Almighty still on that same damn shit