FDB (Fuck Dat Bitch) G-Mix

West Side, Bankhead, is where I'm from Everything y'all did has been done My True game and my shoe game You can't touch that shit A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch [Lil K] Ima real ass nigga came from the south Fuckin with bitches who from the bronx Pussy so good ,nigga name me one Trunk full drugs nigga hit one Up in my condo I smoke up Cali bud,red head name one Jackpot hittin them bank rolls Yeh nigga know we full paper Money to the ceiling tall as jordan Never loosing money like kobe Nigga im on it like rollie Pockets full of green I spend it My girl so curious I bend her Using no rubber on her tho Fuckin my ho like fuck dat bitch Im still in the cold Get a plane and smoke Stamp my name on her like an envolope Nigga yeh we shootin your cantalope 50k on me like bang'em all Shout out to young dro And the west side niggas Everywhere we go we bankheads niggas All the Westside niggas say fuck dat bitch Ya'll already know im on my shit bout to hit that shit like FUCK DAT BITCH West Side, Bankhead, is where I'm from Everything y'all did has been done My True game and my shoe game You can't touch that shit A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch [Verse 2: Young Dro] I’mma go three… stupid on the remix I’mma show you how to raise up out the fire like a phoenix I’m a Bankhead nigga, so I’m straighter than a penis If you try to West Side, I’mma let off like semen Ice got me anemic, walkin’ up in Nieman’s And every time I get a new broad, I get subpoenaed My baby mama mad my girl look like a genie I’ve got racks like Venus, 20 stacks in… Bread like panini, eat steaks and zucchini With your broad in Tahiti, spaghetti string bikini I don’t spit on tracks, I throw up on ‘em like bulimic Pardon, my “High Tymes” album a problem [Hook: Young Dro] [Verse 3: T.I.] …and the yacht match the Rollie, ice like a hockey player Kick it like a soccer player, niggas hatin’ like a goalie Long neck, group sex all your bitch got for me We’ve been walkin’ under stars since midnight, homie Had a shorty, pussy, hit it like a fistfight, homie My dick only know what she kiss like, homie See the molly got her goin’, you be callin’, she ignorin’ I went balls-deep in her, nigga, you ain’t even know it Blowin’ Headband, strongest in the land Say you hit it, so you ain’t the only nigga can She wanna be a freak, you wanna be a man Get head in a Coupe, sex in a Sprinter van Runnin’ full-court game, no one-on-one Take that doll, hit her one-on-one Ain’t nothin’ else to do, she wanna cum for fun I’m by myself, hop, run, no one Nigga she want me like Givenchy In a presendential suite, nigga, me on three Why they call me “Pussy Pumper”, nigga, she gon’ see Like she gon’ see, like she gon’ see… Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, only thing I wear Oh yeah, and… And… you know me, ho Know where I’m from, know where I rep [Hook: Young Dro] [Verse 4: Trinidad James] Southside Clay. Co., that’s where I’m from I’m on these red bottoms, Rick Owens… I’ve been rockin’ them Jordans I said now AG, compound – give me money, I’ll throw it My hair’s luxurious – your shit ain’t growin’ (lame) I’ve got a smile on my face like Dro’s old cover Fuck you bitch on the couch, no cover Nigga fuck your couch, I’m Rick James, brother She a super freak, she don’t like no rubbers Fuck you, nigga, then fuck your cousin For some shoes and a couple hundreds I thought you knew, let me teach you somethin’ She’ll suck me and kiss you like it ain’t nothin’ …that bitch cold – nigga, now you know You hold onto pussy (lame) I’ve pussy on hold (pimp) I get a whole lot of pussy, nigga, after my show Red, black and white girls… yeah, them Trinidad’s hoes [Hook: Young Dro]