[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 Chicks, they be frontin nice, but they whores really Knew shorty was greedy when she pumped the 450 Mack on her titty like she fucked the whole city Push an 850 and she leave ya cock spitty I pulled up knockin Biggie, here kitty kitty (Who that?) I'm lookin pretty jiggy, sweater all knitty (uh-huh) What the deally? She said, "You sound Willie" Next Chilly, I said you sound silly
[Mocha] You's a little nigga, found a real illy Niggas like lead only fuck with big billies, you feel me? Got a big house on the hilly, first style half a milli' Take me shoppin, and illin Drop-boxes, chef blowin up my lafa's He threw all the pots, didn't even bill me the lobsters Game tight, might throw you on my rocks y'all but ain't gettin Cheapskate, nigga I got you
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[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 Chicks, they be frontin nice, but they whores really Knew shorty was greedy when she pumped the 450 Mack on her titty like she fucked the whole city Push an 850 and she leave ya cock spitty I pulled up knockin Biggie, here kitty kitty (Who that?) I'm lookin pretty jiggy, sweater all knitty (uh-huh) What the deally? She said, "You sound Willie" Next Chilly, I said you sound silly
[Mocha] You's a little nigga, found a real illy Niggas like lead only fuck with big billies, you feel me? Got a big house on the hilly, first style half a milli' Take me shoppin, and illin Drop-boxes, chef blowin up my lafa's He threw all the pots, didn't even bill me the lobsters Game tight, might throw you on my rocks y'all but ain't gettin Cheapskate, nigga I got you
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