TestMe - Everytime My Song On lyrics

CHORUS: (Stuey Rock) i got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face his club we stuntin buy bottles by the case everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place and everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place TESTME- Verse 1: what we doin? look we f**in up the whole place throwin racks off in her face keep ugly hoes around a n***a they just f**in up my space look im trying to take this pic tryna order me some ones look this money coming in bricks girl we gonna f** it up for fun we gonna spend it all we gonna blow it all b**hes already know the prodacall thats a stallion on the stage dog and if she step over here she gettin rained on splish splash my treat presidential my sweet let me take these shades off so u can see how low my eyes be these real gucci shades we dont do the fake gla**es and all my b**hes real they dont do the fake a**es and everything designer all i do is mix match it gotta pocket full of fittets b**h im photoshoot ready CHORUS: (Stuey Rock) i got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face his club we stuntin buy bottles by the case everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place and everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place STUEY ROCK: Verse 1: Everytime my top dropped louis shades and them hoes flock you know its goin down we ballin k**in like im young joc ball hard like im nba got my set up now they envey me got good out here no enemys money got these hoes all in to me wanna be friends with me ball out have a drink with me everywhere i go these folks claiming that they k**in me swag in a drop top jag im ridin with a brown b**h from bmore and you know she gotta be bad ugly b**hes they choosin these n***as out here they losing Stuey Rock up in the building all the singers ya'll ruining look im shining on these n***as didnt believe me what im doin and dont try to sign me nowww CHORUS: (Stuey Rock) i got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face his club we stuntin got bottles by the case everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place and everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place TESTME: Verse 2: What we doin? let me introduce you to my world i pour champgne on these girls standing on top of all these couches screaming muthaf** theese bouncers got a hater lookin mean pay to cost a fee we party hard like martygraw and make sure your titties with no v's dont believe me come and see welcome to my v.i.p where there is no longer a section cause these hoes over here just sit ya i tell the club owner im sorry we do not mean no harm but you know they gonna f** it up if the dj play the song CHORUS: (Stuey Rock) i got these guccis on my face this louis around my waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face his club we stuntin buy bottles by the case everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place f**in up the whole place and everytime my song on we f**in up the whole place