Ray Cash Gwap Nigga Lyrics

Doin' mutherf*ckin' favors man
Ay, where Atlanta at, what's happenin'?
Get drunk
It's your boy Ray Cash I'm goin' to the hood
I got my little nigga
State your name gangsta (Pooh Gutta! yeah)
It's goin' down right now man
Red grill what I claim
You know my mutherf*ckin' name bitch
Holla, ready Pooh?

I got a couple bad bitches and they love to f*ck
I pull it out their p*ssy and skeet on their butts
They call me Ray Dollas, Daddy for short
Mr. C-O-D bitch, f*ck you thought
I'm still a pimp (pimp) with my own (own) you know
Got ho's clingin' and swingin' inside a Yugo
Trappin' is a habit, I do it on the daily
Look I ain't in the cabinet so it's f*ck you pay me
Say Ray gone crazy, hustle drove him insane
Chrome ass nigga's mad 'cause we ain't eatin' the same
I don't know what you want but I will work like I got coupons
Need a f*ckin' bread truck, y'all can eat the croutons
What you know about a turkey sandwich with grey poupon?
We work money scale, all on the guitar
Sendin' rubberbands in my pocket, and understood
What you dissin'? Show us here
Naw bitch, I'm in the hood

You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That p*ssy tight (that p*ssy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight

Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid

It's your boy Gutta, just set the record straight
I'm on the track with Ray (vrooom)
Now that's my p*ssy, Ray
Gwap nigga's rap real in that royal camp
And I got a lotta ho's but I love all my loyal tramps
Like Paris, she do whatever fun to do
We had to let her go (why?)
('Cause that bitch was a ho!)
We get paper and we get what we want You nigga's can't even do that (say it)
(Aight nigga, you broke)
Have my paper, or shit'll get crazy
I have my main lady sing Rock-a-bye Baby
My gwap right so it's Eagles what we orderin'
Don't work that block right
We comin' from (? nose after Torres in?)

You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That p*ssy tight (that p*ssy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight

Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid

Youngin' where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, what you doin'?
Gettin' money

Who them nigga's talkin' shit
Man f*ck them mutherf*ckers
Go on ahead and earn your stripes
Blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka

I went and picked up my youngin'
Told him take a ride with your uncle
Grandma's givin' it down there
'Cause when we gon' take a ride through these jungles
You know what I do with the flow and
You know I hustle on the humble
Aw, my little nigga NRG
(Now let's get ready to rumble!)

You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That p*ssy tight (that p*ssy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight

Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid