That's Right

(Intro: E-40 & (Ty Dolla $ign)) (Dolla $ign) Earl Uh, Mike Free on tha beat Ay (Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign) I got a bad brown skin from atlanta (ATL) Uh and she a private dancer ( she a dancer) Said she make at least 4K a night, (4 Thousand) I told her get ya money that's right (that's right) That's right, that's right Girl get ya money that's right We don't want her if she broke no Twerkin' all night girl that's right (Verse 1: E-40) Uhh, rap now but I used to push coke, fit cost more than ya car note I could pull a ho without a rope, without a penny in my pocket Even if a nigga broke, bitch I go the hardest Bay boy, got the mouthpiece of a con artist Ye, I could talk my way into anything I could talk my way into the white house, and get kicked out for smoking weed That's nigga shit 201, see that bitch right there? She thicker than my other one, she cheeky she cheeky her body smackin' She see me she think I'm rapping or trappin' Uh, but I don't pay for coochie, coochie pay for me We in the V.I.P, Dolla $ign, 40 and free Smokin' Larry OG, hella toasted, twisted and tipsy Don't talk to me bruh, i'm whiskey, been cheefin' with all my hippies (Chorus) (Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign) Do yo dance do yo dance, while I pop these rubber bands It's only baller's in my section After the club we sexin, ay, she got ass like (?) And she like girls like Latifah Took her to the bay told her smoke something My nigga E-40 told me don't cuff her, don't cuff her Nigga woah, woah, call that bitch Christmas, ho ho Never trust, a nigga or a bitch The nigga I die for a never snitch Dolla $ign tha taylor and tha pusha I be bangin', tell her "fingers in the pussy" She wanna fuck me in my vans, and my hoodie Before she gotta fuck, (?) (Chorus)