[Hook: Planet VI]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
[Verse 1: Uptown AP]
Fuck you think I rhyme for
To fuck with all of my old hoes
I want sanaa lathan, laura london, shit I even want beyonce knowles
Women hopping up out they clothes
Bitches hopping up out they drawers
Like hopscotch
On my cock
I got money now that’s all I want
Every city that I’ve been
Every country that am in
Women love me. Ladies fuck me introduce me to they best friends
Maybe its my accent
That make that girl swam me
Proper droper doper make the women them want me
No names that don’t matter
She’s cute but her ass fatter
I donate and I contribute to the pussy poppers of atlanta
Actresses out in LA, models out in new york. Love ya love ya boy long time cause they know that I go hard. Go hard. Pause
[Hook]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
[Verse 2: Anything Ill]
I do it for the girl with the fattest ass
Cute face slim waist is what they gotta have
Uh-huh but that right there ain't gonna last
All you want is fucking cash
Am just tryna fuck and smash
So much women in the world its hard to make a choice
Got me yelling girls, girls, girls, jigga voice
What’s going on maa that’s all I need to make them moist
Back shots alone have them girls making a lot of noise
Brown skin girls that’s de kinda gyal dem wha meh like,meet her today and then meh taking her back home tonight
Yea
And you know am gon beat it right
Fuck feelings catch the holy ghost and make you see the light
Now get it right
[Hook]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
[Verse 3: Chase N. Cash]
I got lots of women
You know how it goes
Ain't no cuffs on these bitches am just tryna get shows
They know I got lots of riches and out to get more
Never had a problem spending money gotta get blown
Taking G4 cerone
That’s how I get flown
White hennessy by the load
That’s how I get gone, yeah
Am on my mob flow
Need that money pronto
What you think I rhyme for to push a ford bronco
Do it for the fine hoes that wanna love me long time
Gotta wait awhile cause I got a long line, yeah
So grab a ticket to the show
Cause my life is like a movie Chase N Cashe yall know
Trill
[Hook]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
[Verse 1: Uptown AP]
Fuck you think I rhyme for
To fuck with all of my old hoes
I want sanaa lathan, laura london, shit I even want beyonce knowles
Women hopping up out they clothes
Bitches hopping up out they drawers
Like hopscotch
On my cock
I got money now that’s all I want
Every city that I’ve been
Every country that am in
Women love me. Ladies fuck me introduce me to they best friends
Maybe its my accent
That make that girl swam me
Proper droper doper make the women them want me
No names that don’t matter
She’s cute but her ass fatter
I donate and I contribute to the pussy poppers of atlanta
Actresses out in LA, models out in new york. Love ya love ya boy long time cause they know that I go hard. Go hard. Pause
[Hook]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
[Verse 2: Anything Ill]
I do it for the girl with the fattest ass
Cute face slim waist is what they gotta have
Uh-huh but that right there ain't gonna last
All you want is fucking cash
Am just tryna fuck and smash
So much women in the world its hard to make a choice
Got me yelling girls, girls, girls, jigga voice
What’s going on maa that’s all I need to make them moist
Back shots alone have them girls making a lot of noise
Brown skin girls that’s de kinda gyal dem wha meh like,meet her today and then meh taking her back home tonight
Yea
And you know am gon beat it right
Fuck feelings catch the holy ghost and make you see the light
Now get it right
[Hook]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
[Verse 3: Chase N. Cash]
I got lots of women
You know how it goes
Ain't no cuffs on these bitches am just tryna get shows
They know I got lots of riches and out to get more
Never had a problem spending money gotta get blown
Taking G4 cerone
That’s how I get flown
White hennessy by the load
That’s how I get gone, yeah
Am on my mob flow
Need that money pronto
What you think I rhyme for to push a ford bronco
Do it for the fine hoes that wanna love me long time
Gotta wait awhile cause I got a long line, yeah
So grab a ticket to the show
Cause my life is like a movie Chase N Cashe yall know
Trill
[Hook]
A different girl every night
Is all I ever wanted in this life
Money cars and clothes
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
I do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the girls (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for
Do it for the broads (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
Do it for the hoes (yea)
What the fuck you think I rhyme for (what I rhyme for)
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