2hard 2impress - crybaby cash lyrics
rick owens that don’t mean that you can dress
ahh, c’mon, c’mon
[hook]
too hard to impress
just ’cause you got on rick owens don’t mean that you can dress
she talked to me for closure f*ck around got her booty wet
i’m finna make her bend it over and do what i do her best
your honor i swear i’m a business man that trap sh*t just a front
hoe ask me where the engine went that b*tch ain’t in the front
i hate being round my hoes at that time of the month
don’t put that powder around my nose that is not what i want
she saw me and she got froze
what’s thе job? get it done
i was pulling up with poles, what’s that?
huh? i mеan guns
outside of giving throat shorty not really fun
bro you just started selling bubbs in 2021
[verse]
i don’t talk to hoes up in the club
i got b*tches walking up
i’m used to n*ggas trying to mug
i been that n*gga since i was young
i don’t like the fact i play it cool but i still got to keep that gun
and i just served that n*gga a bag that say runtz but it ain’t runtz
then i’m gone treat her like a dog
she know she reginald
still can’t believe we ran it up off selling vegetables
had a big ass spider in my tub
i ran just like a hoe
my daughter two years old
she playing eenie miney mo
she still sh*tting in her pamper i got to wipe it ain’t that’s cold?
got to keep all my hoes out my mix ’cause they gone fold
baby tell me what you know, uh
got a white b*tch like oh my god where is the f*cking blow?
he gone blow his money on features and he still ain’t gone blow
i was trying to see the windows go from ceiling to floor
she don’t understand the things i say when n*gga want talk
when i call her phone yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s on go
she feel like she cracked the code she start selling bundles
he was in jail f*cking punks he’s a undercover
i like my hoes fine, woke, smart, and undiscovered
i know a white b*tch that’s tweaked out to f*ck her brother
that n*gga got a big dog that’s trying to keep him flooded
they trying to play on my top f*ck ’round and got to crush ’em
woah, i got some hoes that’s on lock but i refuse to cuff ’em
he seen a rap n*gga in public almost started blushing
i know he just start getting hoes because he still trust ’em
c’mon, i’m gone give her what she want then i’m gone like that
text message way too long probably won’t write back
i know a college hoe too nervous when she talk bae relax
right now this n*gga trying to trade a whole house for a pack, c’mon
[hook 2]
too hard to impress
just ’cause you got on rick owens don’t mean that you can dress
she talked to me for closure f*ck around got her booty wet
i’m finna make her bend it over and do what i do her best
your honor i swear i’m a business man that trap sh*t just a front
hoe ask me where the engine went that b*tch ain’t in the front
i hate being round my hoes at that time of the month
don’t put that powder around my nose that is not what i want
she saw me and she got froze
what’s the job? get it done
i was pulling up with poles, what’s that?
huh? i mean guns
outside of giving throat shorty not really fun
bro you just started selling bubbs in 2021
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