Letra de Adam Sandler
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta
I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"
I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"
Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
'Cause nan' one of them fuck niggas right there ain't rich as me
I'm a real Blood, G shining, ain't no bitch in me
I'm a real nigga, no Lilo, ain't no Stitch in me
Hell nah, bitch, ain't no switch in me
Need a hundred K just to get to me
And these pussy ass niggas be history
Bad lil' ho, she super thick, I think this ho be hittin' me
Fuck ass nigga better stop that shit 'cause killers over, oversee
Overseas, overseas, got killers waitin' overseas
No, wait, huh
I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta
I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"
I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"
Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta
I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"
I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"
Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
So like, to all my fans and shit, the reason I ain't been postin' on Instagram and shit
'Cause I just got the um, permanent diamonds
Twenty walk, twenty bands
I gotta let go, naw, yeah, ho
I don't want no bougie bitch
I just want a lame ho
She was like, "Where the fuck did you go?"
I was like, "Dang, ho"
I went to Johnny Dang's though
I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta
I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"
I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"
Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
'Cause nan' one of them fuck niggas right there ain't rich as me
I'm a real Blood, G shining, ain't no bitch in me
I'm a real nigga, no Lilo, ain't no Stitch in me
Hell nah, bitch, ain't no switch in me
Need a hundred K just to get to me
And these pussy ass niggas be history
Bad lil' ho, she super thick, I think this ho be hittin' me
Fuck ass nigga better stop that shit 'cause killers over, oversee
Overseas, overseas, got killers waitin' overseas
No, wait, huh
I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta
I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"
I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"
Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah
I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I'm from Atlanta
I don't wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
And I was like, "Mama, are you glad that you ain't abort me?"
I was like, "Mama, are you glad you ain't ate the Plan B?"
Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
So like, to all my fans and shit, the reason I ain't been postin' on Instagram and shit
'Cause I just got the um, permanent diamonds
Twenty walk, twenty bands
I gotta let go, naw, yeah, ho
I don't want no bougie bitch
I just want a lame ho
She was like, "Where the fuck did you go?"
I was like, "Dang, ho"
I went to Johnny Dang's though
