Mike WiLL Made-It
More of That
[Intro]
(Ear Drummers)
[Verse 1]
I'm so drunk that I can't keep balance
You stepping on my New Balance
I put sixes on my Charger
'Cause these n***as ain't no challenge
Kush coming in from Cali
Yeah, that's up my alley
I'm a dope-sellin' n***a, I'm a kush-smokin' n***a
Yeah, the shit run in my family (Yeah)
None of these n***as don't scare me (No)
Half of these n***as don't like me (So?)
Got me grabbing for my gun, got me going on the run
Got blood all on my Nikes (Nikes)
A lot of the hoes be striking (Striking)
Some of these hoes be trifling (Trifling)
Got a n***a in the trunk jumping out with the pump
And you came to the hotel icey (Brrr)
Took a dog to the fight, bet the dog gon' bite
I'll end a n***a life with a gun or a knife (Huh?)
I'll take a n***a girl, I'll fuck a n***a wife
If you do it in the dark, then it's coming to light (Bling)
Got the plug pullin' up to the park with the white (Skrrt)
On the Crest with a vest and a tech and a check
Don't do it the best, but I'll do it to the death
Don't need you to do it, I'll do it myself
[Chorus]
I called my chick and said "I need some more of that" (Mwah)
The way she put it on me, at a loss for words (Yeah)
I called my plug and said "I need some more of that" (Huh?)
A thousand pounds of herb and plus a lot of birds
I'm sipping lean, I'm 'bout to pour some more of that (Yeah)
I think I need about a thousand pints of syrup (Wow)
You make me mad, then I'ma fuck your hoe for that (For real?)
I got your bitch with me, I know your feelings hurt
[Verse 2]
Your bitch is with me and your bitch is a flirt (Ha)
Limpin' with pimpin' I know that it hurt
Took off her dress and I took her to dinner
Then took off my shirt and she took off her skirt
Smoking on purp and I brought out the vert
Hating on Gucci is making it worse (Yeah)
Your dick in the dirt and my goons on alert
And I wonder if this n***a can fill up a church (Wow)
All of my n***as still fuck with the work
Fucking with Gucci's a gift and a curse (Yeah)
Fell on her dress then I fell on her breast
If I'm feeling like that, then I fill up her purse (True)
Play with me, n***a, you ride in a hearse
Pay me and pull up, these choppers will burst
Hit in the head and I know that it hurt
Dead on arrival no need of a nurse (No)
You think that it's funny, you owe me some money
You n***as be' pay me my cash by the first
Fuck with my cheese and these 40s'll burst
Got a hole for you n***as real deep in the earth
I'm fucking your bitch, but she sucking me first (Yeah)
Roll me a blunt and I pour me some purp
Gucci the boss and your life has a cost
Play with my money, I blow up your house
[Chorus]
I called my chick and said "I need some more of that" (Mwah)
The way she put it on me, at a loss for words (Yeah)
I called my plug and said "I need some more of that" (Huh?)
A thousand pounds of herb and plus a lot of birds
I'm sipping lean, I'm 'bout to pour some more of that (Yeah)
I think I need about a thousand pints of syrup (Wow)
You make me mad, then I'ma fuck your hoe for that (For real?)
I got your bitch with me, I know your feelings hurt