GGP - Tree Tree lyrics

[Intro] Sosa baby, GBE, baby Blood Gang, baby 5th Gang, baby, Sit Gang, baby, Get It Gang, baby Leanin' Gang, baby You know how I'm rockin', cut off stockings Keep kush in my pocket All designer, get ya grind up Got a Breitling for the muthaf**in' timer Yeah, bang, bang [Hook] All these b**hes love Sosa, n***a, f** yo 'Rari Rover And yo b**hes came over, lil n***a, game over I don't f** with po-poers, the po-poers are no-noer Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over I got pounds of that kino and I'm a Fendi totter I ain't gotta beat my dogs, I'ma sick this 50 on 'em Choppa come through yeah, I went 50 on 'em Smokin' ganja yeah, I went tree tree on 'em [Verse 1] You can find me in the club with the snuff, f** the buff Baby, this dick what you need, but I know it ain't enough I know you want money, but I can't baby, sorry I know better 'bout these b**hes, baby I am from the projects Pull up cowabunga, pullin' off like gnarly Now I can f** my forth grade teacher, Ms. Crowley Take two days to smoke a pound, I'm Sosa Marley And you can call me Sosa Ross, I'm Sosa-phisticated Man, I'm still f** your earthquake I 'member doing drills up in broad day I got that Worldstar like Beyonce Now carry on, I'm gonna go my way [Hook] All these b**hes love Sosa, n***a, f** yo 'Rari Rover And yo b**hes came over, lil n***a, game over I don't f** with po-poers, the po-poers are no-noer Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over I got pounds of that kino and I'm a Fendi totter I ain't gotta beat my dogs, I'ma sick this 50 on 'em Choppa come through yeah, I went 50 on 'em Smokin' ganja yeah, I went tree tree on 'em [Verse 2] I went tree tree on her Gettin' ne-ne from that lil b**h Keke on her He love Keke, but she is a thotty on him She just wanna have a party on her And she be goin' on and on and on and- Sayin' he a goofy, sayin' he ain't nothin' And I be like o-kay, o-kay, o-kay I'mma push him bu*ton, no it ain't no ridin' Call me Sosa Big Pun, call me Sosa Fat Joe Call my Ruger Remy Ma, call me Sosa Papoose Shootin' everythin' from A to Z, alphabet coupe [Hook] All these b**hes love Sosa, n***a, f** yo 'Rari Rover And yo b**hes came over, lil n***a, game over I don't f** with po-poers, the po-poers are no-noer Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over I got pounds of that kino and I'm a Fendi totter I ain't gotta beat my dogs, I'ma sick this 50 on 'em Choppa come through yeah, I went 50 on 'em Smokin' ganja yeah, I went tree tree on 'em