[Intro: Kash Doll & DJ Drama]
Hahaha
Ayy
Back on Dexter
KD
You mean?
Look
Mr. Thanksgiving (Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 1: Kash Doll]
I can make a n***a do anythin', for instance
A n***a spent his whole re-up tryna get it
Talkin' like he 'bout to put it down, yeah, I hear you
Listen hear, I am not these other bitches
Gotta be a rich n***a, you want Kash on you
Gotta sign this NDA, you can't brag on it
Spoiled brat, you gon' have to spend a bag on me
Don't get it fucked up, this ain't that, I got money
I get a lil' ratchet, you gon' get attached quick
Grip so tight, have him leavin', doin' backflips
I can make the dick disappear, 'cause I'm that thick
I'm impressed, I ain't know a n***a came that quick
If it don't hang, lil' dawg, you can't get it wet
Big block records, when I'm done, ain't no spinnin' back
Throw this ass, make him reposition, I invented that
Boss pussy, can't too many tell you that they been in that
[Chorus: Kash Doll]
You put it down or it's all hype?
Let me see if you can last, you ain't never had the boss type
You sayin' you can go all night
I'm tryna feel it in my back, hit it 'til I can't walk right
You put it down or it's all hype?
Let me see if you can last, you ain't never had the boss type
You sayin' you can go all night
I'm tryna feel it in my back, hit it 'til I can't walk right (Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 2: Tay B]
Put that Rolls on that pussy, I ain't tryna buy you roses
Titties D, her ass soft, I just wanna thank your surgeon
She say money make her cum, if you broke, she gon' curve you
You a real bad bitch, a broke n***a don't deserve you
I don't wanna hit your pussy, it be lames in there
You don't shop at Golden Sun, I got my chain from there
Tint dark on the whip, I'm gettin' brain in here
I'm gettin' paid, only reason that I came in here
Young n***a, got that type of money, turn a bitch up
Huh, female Jeff Dahmer, eat this dick up
It's dark in the club, I walked in and lit this bitch up
Just got done fuckin', my n***a, come and pick your bitch up

[Chorus: Kash Doll]
Look, you put it down or it's all hype?
Let me see if you can last, you ain't never had the boss type
You sayin' you can go all night
I'm tryna feel it in my back, hit it 'til I can't walk right
You put it down or it's all hype?
Let me see if you can last, you ain't never had the boss type
You sayin' you can go all night
I'm tryna feel it in my back, hit it 'til I can't walk right
[Verse 3: Babyface Ray]
I'll take you from that boy, you claim I ain't a lame, bitch
I put my main bitch and my side in the same wrist (Ooh)
Fuck her in the Range, pussy good, so I came quick
Say she like billions, just like Diddy, made her take this
You say you want the boss type? Pressure never talk type
Say she like Carters, bought the watch, bracelet, all whites
Little ass n***as, they be all bark with no bite
Got her on her knees, gotta crawl before you walk, right?
I'm throwin' money for no reason, told you, "Call me if you need me"
I buy Chanelly 'cause I seen it, bitch, it's rich n***a season
Killed her in the backseat, she in the foreign grievin' (Ooh)
The way she eat a n***a up, you would think she teethin', for real

[Chorus: Kash Doll]
You put it down or it's all hype?
Let me see if you can last, you ain't never had the boss type
You sayin' you can go all night
I'm tryna feel it in my back, hit it 'til I can't walk right
You put it down or it's all hype?
Let me see if you can last, you ain't never had the boss type
You sayin' you can go all night
I'm tryna feel it in my back, hit it 'til I can't walk right

[Outro]
(Dramatic, n***a, n***a)