Day Walker

Play me some pimpin', man

I saw you (And him, and him) walking in the rain

You were holding hands and I'll never be the same

(Hoodrich)

She for the streets, she for the streets (what?)

Free game, nigga, just let her be

I'm smokin' weed, roll up a leaf

Look in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, she a super freak

Pop a pill like Urkel, she be geekin' (oh)

She soundin' like a creeper, drink semen

She for the streets, she for the streets

Free game, nigga, just let her be (oh)

Free game, niggas is slow

Thought you knew better than cuffin' a ho

Trickin' your bag, spendin' your dough

Shoppin' for her when you go to the store

She don't wanna be saved

Why the fuck niggas didn't listen to Pap?

I'm in the yadda, go run that shit back

Niggas ain't know it was deeper than rap

I got money to spend

I tell a bitch, "I ain't one of your friends"

Heard that lil' bitch just burnt my mans

Baby, I'm keepin' my dick in my pants

Oh, wow, what do we have?

Another bitch with some titties and ass

So many niggas be shootin' they shot

I ain't gon' shoot, I think I might pass

I know the bitch been passed around

I know the nigga that passed her down

Shawty done fucked like half the town

You wifin' her, nigga, your ass a clown

She ain't one of them ones

One of them ones to fall in love

Baby been fuckin' with all the thugs

Poppin' her ass in all the clubs

She for the streets (street, ayy), she for the streets (streets, what?)

Free game, nigga (nigga), just let her be (let a bitch be)

I'm smokin' weed (weed, nigga), roll up a leaf (uh-huh)

Look in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, she a super freak

Pop a pill like Urkel, she be geekin' (oh)

She soundin' like a creeper, drink semen

She for the streets, she for the streets

Free game, nigga, just let her be (yo, turn me oh)

That bitch don't belong to you, my nigga, you redneck

And she known to fuck the whole gang, so don't get attached

Why you spendin' all your time tryna get to know her?

She'll suck a mean dick for some Christian Dior

Yellow mama bad, you thought she was in her bag

You ain't know where she was gonna get it, Tunechi, get a bag

Easy does it, if she down to suck and fuck, shit, I ain't judgin'

But I got a reputation, I can't take her out in public

TMZ won't ever see her and my folks won't ever meet her

But I keep her well fed, nigga, she my favorite eater

If you knew her like I knew her, it would hurt your lil' soul

Fly her out the country, she gon' give up every hole

She for the streets