[Intro: O.T. Genasis]
YungLan on da Track
Whatchu want?
Get it then
[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out
How much your car, lil' b**h? (Uh huh)
How much your rent, lil' b**h?
How much your bag, lil' b**h?
I'm 'bout to spend this sh**
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out
[Verse 1: Snow Tha Product]
I don't need no help, I don't need a man
I need me a bad one on a Perc' or Xan
A lap to dance, some racks, and a bag of bands
And goddamn Mexican, don't give a workin' hand
Pretty b**hes in the clique like ooh
f** around get in the middle like ooh
Do you need help? Do your baby need food?
I'm a pretty girl, need a pretty girl like you
I got Hennessy in my cup
Ain't no jealousy, b**h. I'm up
That boy 'bout to catch some feelings
She's about to catch some one's
Baby girl faded and I'm really out of it (outta it)
Princess cuts, I'm Disney channellin'
I got a bag baby what's happenin'
Know when you cash women's empowerment
I be stuntin' on these boys
Mamacita bring the noise
You just keep that a** in motion
I'ma keep that a** employed
She told me my highlight poppin'
Asked me if my hair was real
So I asked about her booty
She said, "Baby how's it feel?"
[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out
How much your car, lil' b**h? (Uh huh)
How much your rent, lil' b**h?
How much your bag, lil' b**h?
I'm 'bout to spend this sh**
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out
[Verse 2: O.T. Genasis & Snow Tha Product, Both]
Stand up you know I do it
Street money you know what I'm doin'
Ramp it up, I be gettin' to it (run it up)
Jewelry on you know I be coolin' (sauce, sauce, sauce)
Goin thru these racks I got packs
Shoppin' spree, Neiman's, Barney's, Sak's
Snowie get the baddies, that's a fact
b**h is crazy but the booty fat
Man, I got these fake a** ballers, lame as f**
They fake, just skunkies, boys ain't throwin' out
I got her t**n', droppin', doin' tricks, she too much for a dollar
f** you want, f** up-front
I'm about make 'em sick
Man I got the vip, I throw up a grip
And a b**h gon f** it up again
[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out
How much your car, lil' b**h? (Uh huh)
How much your rent, lil' b**h?
How much your bag, lil' b**h?
I'm 'bout to spend this sh**
I think I'ma help a b**h out
I think I'ma help a b**h out