Bichon Frise - Father

Arms fold by the door I wanna go

Princess cuts in my ear I am cold

Ol' girl hole 'bout to fall out her clothes

If she whisper in my ear I’ma fold

Shit got sick nigga shit got old

Might quit rap get rich off blow

Buy myself a lil' Bichon Frise

Put a bitch on freeze while I push this snow

(Perico!)

I’m grindin' bitch join in or shut up

You don’t wanna work lil' ho lick nut up

Whole lotta snow on the table need cut up (Yeah, hmm)

Walk in yo' shit its Chucky Cheese rat casino

Lame ass niggas in Vans and chinos

None of these niggas got hands and we know

None of these niggas got bands and we know

None of these niggas got a chance in hell of making these C-notes (Yeah)

I don’t run I reload

I call fun a kilo I buy guns on Pico

All my funds illegal

Hate niggas in peacoats

Arms fold by the door I wanna go

Princess cuts in my ear I am cold

Ol' girl hole 'bout to fall out her clothes

If she whisper in my ear I’ma fold

Shit got sick nigga shit got old

Might quit rap get rich off blow

Buy myself a lil' Bichon Frise

Put a bitch on freeze while I push this snow

(Perico!)

Ayy, my whole face in some powder, hey

I like money gunpowder, hey

These niggas they some cowards, hey

Y’all was playing with sticks in the mud

I was selling that flower, ayy

Dreaming 'bout horsepower, ayy

Beating up cakes and V8s

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Thinking 'bout fucking these hoes in they face

All I know is Fargo and Chase

And turning some cargo into some base

Walk in this bitch better call me your grace

Walk in this bit' wit a sword and a mace

Don’t get too comfortable in your place

Most of you niggas easy to replace

Arms fold by the door I wanna go (Yeah)

Princess cuts in my ear I am cold (Yeah)

Ol' girl hole 'bout to fall out her clothes

If she whisper in my ear I’ma fold

Shit got sick nigga shit got old

Might quit rap get rich off blow

Buy myself a lil' Bichon Frise

Put a bitch on freeze while I push this snow