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[Hook: Problem] Aye, aye bitch, try this Guarantee turn a square to a bi bitch You ain't down, b-b-bye bitch I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man We out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function We out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function We out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function I ain't got time for playin', I'm just sayin' man We out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function We out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function We out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function I ain't got time for playin', I'm just sayin' man we out here trying to function [Verse 1: E-40] We out here trying to function, bitch (BIATCH~!) You're fucking off my high, get up out my mix You're messing up my vibe, I'm trying to get some crevice Put her in my ride, take her to the Ritz I'm toasted and sloppy, I fuck wit broccoli Bacardi, Bacardi one fifty one out my body, about that green like wasabi Like Young Bari we mobby', we bossin', back the fuck off me Getting money my hobby, not getting money is not me Only rappers I listen to is E-40 and Pac I'm having my revenue playa having this gwop I'm on my fly big nigga shit man I stay laced and groomed I spray myself with sucka repellent my nigga, not perfume Anything you got I can sell it, a hustler think I can't Gift of gab, sell the White House black paint Word Candy, S.L.A.N.G I'm thinkin bout takin a million dollar insurance policy out on my mouthpiece (BIATCH!) [Hook:] [Verse 2: ImSU!] (Right, yeah, haha, yeah) Aye bitch, okay bitch It's uncle Earl and the HBK bitch Mention the gang they already know that we ballin I'm coming straight out the Rich, I got family down in New Orleans Where you from, you say you're lying out here we say that you jawsin You probably thought this never would happen my niggas been called that Alcoholic, sippin on that liquor, oh I'm drunk as hell Fuckin' with a lil bitch over in Vallejo Got a whole pack of pre-rolled Young L's And I'm never down to uno, pockets on sumo Haters respect the pedigree, ballin heavily A phony homie, I never be for methamphetamine That means it's crack ho, young G, hotter than Tabasco I smash hoes, collect two hunnid and pass GO My flow so Lamborghini, yo shit's so Rav 4 Now you understand why everything I do I gas ho Suzy, nigga [Hook:] [Verse 3: YG] I’m out here trying to function, out here trying to function Don’t talk to me bitch if we ain’t fuckin' Yea I’m a asshole, I don’t give a fuck though Skip the bullshit, like wussup with some suck though I go too much, make you bitch choose up Niggas getting mad nigga what you gon' do If he think he too tough, you know I keep two tucked If I don’t fight that mean I’m comin' back to shoot Ridin' in the car, lookin' for a bad bitch With an ass and tits, yeah she gotta be dumb cute Got her number text her phone like “baby what you doin'" She was like "Nothing much you should come through" I got dick for days, I got dick for days Made her take off her work and gave her dick for days Push it to my brain, to my temple bitch And I don’t like these hoes, I give ‘em dick and dip, whoop [Hook:]
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