Red Cafe - Cuffin Season (Interlude) lyrics

(Intro) Let's keep that music rolling Start the shakedown Dj Sour Milk, huuuuuu L.A. leakers, who kid, yeah? These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up I'm getting chicken in Vegas, I ain't pimping up All gold, check the barcode These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up Told these hoes I'll be back around June Told these hoes I'll be back around June Better yet I'll change my numbers for the whole winter Damn, it's so cold in the f**ing winter These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up Damn, I'm so cold in the f**ing winter My n***as doin' numbers, fall in, doing hundreds sponsored links It's so cold in the f**ing winter These b**hes can't lose when they f**ing winnin' I tell a b**h anything to get her spleen popped That's my disclaimer, in case you see a screenshot Outfool right, I know these chicks out fonce right If you knock out, she record it with her I-Phone Chicks wanna be famous Ain't nothin' worse than being broke and being famous In the club, grab 'em bottles that ain't yours Then you IG phose, you hot? That's menopause Shallow chick, closet full of LV Kanye got gas, and bank account, er'thing The club dream on Saturday, Ex had his new chick, he told you go that way How you gonna f** his man on spite? And do them freak shows on skype New album, but my car don't even got keys Don't ever tell that to a rat that don't got G's n***as hate and b**hes throw cheap shots I'm in the CL, smooth, like Pete Rock I ain't got worries, I got get money honeys And straight stunting girls, playboy bunnies Pretty mixed chicas that go both ways That one on your buns is mayonnaise