Alba s touto skladbou:
Machine gun etiquette,
Hymns from the Heart,
These hands done rack through plenty cash (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
These hands done rack through plenty cash (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
With no thinkin' blew a half a ticket, when shit break I don't fix it
My last bitch wore red bonds, my new bitch just learned the business
Bill Gates so old school, I'm speedin' by in a old scoov
Bad hoes, no more ruse, findy belt, ballet shoes
High fashion for a hard nigga
A bunch of bitches, them high niggas
I'm rich fool with a lot of tools
When the bad guys went, I left the pool
Just a song, they got all wet
I got a outer driss
It would be an understatement if I'd say we have sex
When Juicy in the club, them hoes be catchin' up
Cause I can't help it every time she bring that ass out
Angelina Jolie, that mouth could give no better
I just let her cool off then kick off the double header
These hands done rack through plenty cash (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
These hands done rack through plenty cash (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
