Red Clay - Back On My Bullsh** lyrics

Yeah...here we go...you already know Hook: I'm back on my bullsh**, hello (hello) Hey girl how ya doin'?, tell ya man you got a new one Later for that bullsh**, bye bye (bye bye) Ain't into what we doin' (doin'), tell 'em keep it movin' I'm back on my bullsh**, hello (hello) Hey girl how ya doin'?, tell ya man you got a new one Later for that bullsh**, bye bye (bye bye) Ain't into what we doin' (doin'), tell 'em keep it movin' Verse 1: Two b**hes on my leather, they down for whatever b**hes battle buddies, they trained to go together Make it rain on both together, gettin' brain from both together f**in' powerballin' like they dope and coke together Yeah, i f** 'em both together (yes), i let 'em smoke together (yes) Leave the way they came (yes), them hoes broke together Got a couple hundred women naked pictures in my Android All I got is dick, they wanna date, that's what they man for I restore the feelin' (feelin'), of pimpin' and the dealin' (dealin') Cadillac Sedan Deville with velvet on the ceilin' Talkin' pink rings and gators famous n***as make the papers (papers) I'mma drive the car and she gone count up what she made us (yes) My reefer be the sweetest (sweetest), sneakers be Adidas (Adidas) Bullets by the drum (ok), and liquor by the liters (liters) That b**h there look for money (money), that n***a look to try me still I got back to totin', not a k**er, catch a hommy still (yes) Hook: I'm back on my bullsh**, hello (hello) Hey girl how ya doin'?, tell ya man you got a new one Later for that bullsh**, bye bye (bye bye) Ain't into what we doin' (doin'), tell 'em keep it movin' I'm back on my bullsh**, hello (hello) Hey girl how ya doin'?, tell ya man you got a new one Later for that bullsh**, bye bye (bye bye) Ain't into what we doin' (doin'), tell 'em keep it movin' Verse 2: Ridin' 'round and I'm gettin'(gettin' it) it, roll it up and she hittin' it (hittin' it) They be smokin' that loud (loud), my sh** straight ignorant (yes) And my denims got creases, car got pink slips no leases (leases) n***as claim that they ball hard, leave them black cards on them bleachers I got c**aine for your speakers (speakers), h**n for your iPod She give it to me, we make a movie, and she look back at that tripod Thick b**h and she brown skin, good p**y I drown in Queen City, never claimed king, but who gone wear that crown then? Ridin' in my Chevy (Chevy), eyes a little heavy (heavy) Even if I'm slippin'(slippin'), my .40 on ready (ready) I'm not a star (I'm not a star), somebody lied (somebody lied) The k**ers known (yeah), the bodies hide (yeah) Little short n***a (n***a), with a long gun (yes) Cool n***a, try who n***a?, the wrong one b**hes wanna f** 'em (yes), b**hes wanna bleed the kid Three indictments later, I know how to beat a bid (yes) Hook: I'm back on my bullsh**, hello (hello) Hey girl how ya doin'?, tell ya man you got a new one Later for that bullsh**, bye bye (bye bye) Ain't into what we doin' (doin'), tell 'em keep it movin' I'm back on my bullsh**, hello (hello) Hey girl how ya doin'?, tell ya man you got a new one Later for that bullsh**, bye bye (bye bye) Ain't into what we doin' (doin'), tell 'em keep it movin'