LYRICS
Uh, Dexter
Yeah, huh, Dexter and Uno
Huh, yeah, Dexter and Uno
Dexter and Uno, huh, huh
Dexter and Uno my bro
Dexter and Uno my bro
Wait
I get up right off the floor
I had to pour me a 4
I'm runnin' right to the door
Can't trust that b***h, I swear she a hoe
I'm hangin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm coolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros
I want that money I need me some more, yeah
I want some money I need me some more, yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm coolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros
Can't trust that b***h, I swear she a hoe, yeah
I want that money need more, yeah
I had to pick up the flow, yeah
I got these niggas in a row
Pop me a Perc and I fell on the floor, yeah
I call my brother Uno, yeah
I just might bool with my bro, yeah
I just might hang with my bro
Body feel nervous, I pour me a 4, yeah
Lookin' so fresh like a jet magazine
I'm sippin' that wock I don't really green
Diamonds my necklace, 10k for my ring
These lil' boys ain't thing
I get the birds make em' sing, yeah
I get up right off the floor
I had to pour me a 4
I'm runnin' right to the door
Can't trust that b***h, I swear she a hoe yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm coolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros
I want that money I need me some more, yeah
I want some money I need me some more, yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm coolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros
Can't trust that b***h, I swear she a hoe, yeah
Sippin' on drip drop
I'm at the tip with the Wock
Lil bitty bih', suck on my bro
I cannot lip lock
She wanna' hip hop
Cuz' I'm at the tipity top
Look at my wristwatch
Turn that lil' nigga to a thot
These niggas playin' but they really losin'
They dissin' up on the computer
Chopper hit em', I do not use a Ruger
I'mma bust at your medulla
Lotta' diamonds in the Cuban
Double cup, ice cube it
Lil' b***h think I'm stupid
Put your name on a bullet
Throw your mind when I pull it
I ain't lyin' least staying with the coolest
Why would I try to waste my time
On anything with a booty
**** the fame, want the dread knock
Never go to court, **** the jury
And I shoot like Curry
Bullet comin' at you flyin' and flourish
I get up right off the floor
I had to pour me a 4
I'm runnin' right to the door
Can't trust that b***h, I swear she a hoe yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm coolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros
I want that money I need me some more, yeah
I want some money I need me some more, yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm coolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm boolin' right with my bros, yeah
I'm hangin' right with my bros
Can't trust that b***h, I swear she a hoe, yeah