CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Believe Dat

Testicles, one, two
Testicles, one, two
Think we found a LoopHole
This a motherf**king PSA
We calling all the motherf**king ballers and shotcallers
Bring that motherf**king cash out
No broke n***as allowed
We ain't dealing with that sh*t, you heard?

Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that (Believe that)
Type of b*t*h pull up on you, ask you where the weed at (Where the weed at?)
Pu**y wet, soakin' wet, yeah, drip on the d**k (Drip on the d**k)
Acrobatic little b*t*h, I'll flip on the d**k (Flip on the d**k)
I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah (Woo)
Type of b*t*h that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah (Woo)
Face down (Down), a** up, masked up (A** up)
Either way, make a n***a get that cash up

Get the f**k up out my DM if you got a BM (BM)
I do my talkin' with my hands, you don't wanna see them (See them)
I'm callin' plays like Curry, shoot it by the thirty (Shoot it)
I roll with n***as and gorillas 'cause these b*t*hes dirty
I'm out the country with your n***a, baby, what you thought? (What you thought?)
He took me shoppin' with no limit, yeah I'm going off (Goin' off)
I got some Prada, Chanel, Fendi, and Gucci
Christian Louboutin, and Emilio Pucci
Didn't even have to f**k the n***a, he was too thirsty (Too thirsty)
F**k the weekend, I'ma send him back to you Thursday (You Thursday)
Purchase all kinds of purses, I got Birkins (Uh)
Geeked up on them Perkys, too wavy, surf it (Come on)
Slurp it, give that good top, good service (Good service)
Nervous, f**k up that bankroll and curve him
Persian, hair down my back, keep it a buck (Woo)
LightSkinKeisha been up, b*t*h, you know what's up

Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that (Believe that)
Type of b*t*h pull up on you, ask you where the weed at (Where the weed at?)
Pu**y wet, soakin' wet, yeah, drip on the d**k (Drip on the d**k)
Acrobatic little b*t*h, I'll flip on the d**k (Flip on the d**k)
I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah (Woo)
Type of b*t*h that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah (Woo)
Face down (Face down), a** up, masked up (A** up)
Either way, make a n***a get that cash up
Yeah, I'm a bad little b*t*h with an att**ude (Att**ude)
Got your n***a catchin' us like a f**king alley-oop (Like a alley-oop)
Blowin' up my motherf**king phone like a psycho (Brrt, brrt)
Type of n***a try to eat the pu**y on my cycle (Ew, ew)
What I'ma do with your n***a? You don't even want his a** (You don't even want his a**)
Put the n***a out once a week, he a trash bag (Garbage)
Tryna get a bag up out him, a brand new coupe (Uh-huh?)
I like Moschino, Givenchy, and brand new boots (Let's go)
If he rich, I might f**k him just to spend his cash (Spend his cash)
I'm on the 'Gram poppin' sh*t, these b*t*hes stealin' swag (Stealin' swag)
Know they hatin', f**k 'em, I just got a bigger bag (F**k 'em)
F**k around and make me spend it on a bigger a** (Bigger a**)
Yeah, all these broke a** cheap a** b*t*hes in here (B*t*hes in here)
With they balled-up stomach and these cheap a** heels (Cheap a** heels)
I been the sh*t since I jumped off the porch, lil' b*t*h (Lil' b*t*h)
F**k a bottle, I'ma pop my sh*t, lil' b*t*h (Lil' b*t*h)

Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that (Believe that)
Type of b*t*h pull up on you, ask you where the weed at (Where the weed at?)
Pu**y wet, soakin' wet, yeah, drip on the d**k (Uh-huh)
Acrobatic little b*t*h, I'll flip on the d**k (Uh-huh)
I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah (Uh)
Type of b*t*h that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah (Woo)
Face down (Face down), a** up, masked up (A** up)
Either way, make a n***a get that cash up
Make a n***a get that cash up
Make a n***a get that cash up
Yeah, make a n***a get that cash up
Yeah, it's Beisha
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, where my rich n***as at? Uh