Hood - Think I'm Lyin lyrics

Drop that coke in that hot water And tell that b**h to hold her nose Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') Big homie droppin' off the torch, I'm smokin' out the Porsche Real life, street n***a, made a million off the court I don't even f**in' hoop, I can really run and shoot Ho you know I give and go, I can really duck and move Homie call Pusha T, ask him what's the bookin' fee I don't need no f**in' show, hit my kitchen, cook a ki She say "Thank you", I say "Please, all this coke, you still want cheese?" All that dope stuck in your nose, and you still gon' charge a G? Ho you know it's so HB, we got the game like KBC Gave the profit to my mom, I've been bumpin' Tracy T I've been leanin', I've been fienin', I've been prayin' for my demons You must think I'm lyin', I spent a hundred thou' this evenin' Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') I got some n***as in this b**h that got some n***as in this b**h Mean muggin' like we s**in' on a lemon in this b**h I'ma ball even if I fail my physical and sh** And I'm all about my digits, goin' digital and sh** Jumpin' on the couch until I'm short winded in this b**h Don't judge a book by it's cover, start schemin' at you, b**h Where my n***as that be poppin' them prescriptions? You ain't sick Where my b**hes that be f**in' for that money? You ain't sh** And yo' b**h don't make no tips, and that sip don't make me itch My b**h always think I'm lyin', I said I don't, she said "Since when?" I'm a dog like Rin Tin Tin, f** y'all n***as, y'all some hoes Don't trust y'all n***as, talk in code, don't walk, I stroll, don't walk, I drove So park my Rolls, that spark, I glow, avoid my woes, I brought my bros But that nina always workin', 'cause I can't f** with the part-time hoes My b**h p**y multipurposes, 'cause it take dick and hold my dope Drop that coke in that hot water and tell that b**h to hold her nose Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 10 Mil' just last year, you must think I'm lyin', ho I make cash, don't break even, I overlap your payroll Straight to the point like Bledsoe, f** that, I take the foul Settle out, no time for trial, my lawyer's with me, better call Saul n***a first round draft pick, my lifestyle need a contract I'm Bo Jack in Egypt, that Wraith smell like reefer Who that, n***a? I beat them, like Redman, I'll be dat 187, no drill team, get drill bit I pull up my sh** to these n***as and flaunt, I'm the n***a she want I got all the sh** that she want, T-Raw her boss, boy, Trell got a mil in a vault I'm just bein' honest, oh you must think I'm lyin' (no!) I'm not just an owner, baby, I'm also a client Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') Man I'm richer than a b**h, ho (you must think I'm lyin') Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') Got my j**eler f**in' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin')