โหลดเพลง mp3 Order More - G-Eazy

Order More (Explicit) - G-Eazy/Lil Wayne/Yo Gotti/Starrah

Starrah：I got racks on the menu

She need more shawty cash on the menu

Show some more need that ass on a menu

Make it clap cause we got cash on the menu
Starrah：Oooh f**k around and order more money

Oooh f**k around and order more

Oooh baby we gon' order more money

Oooh f**k around and order more
G-Eazy：I'm popping champagne now I'm pouring more

I just ran out of ones it's time to order more

So if you want this cash you gotta show some more

That private dance is through that corridor let's go

I'm off drugs and a bunch of shots

After party at my crib with a bunch of thots

So order more bottles don't care what the cost

My neighbor is a bitch they tried to call the cops you bitch
F**k you I'm living life all good don't need advice
Pussy is my favorite vice I see you I get enticed

Them titties nice tonight I'ma hit it twice
Coming home on that Bay Bridge
Two AM on them city nights yeah
Starrah：Oooh f**k around and order more money

Oooh f**k around and order more

Oooh baby we gon' order more money

Oooh throw a pound and order more

Yo Gotti：Keep a bag blow a bag throw a bag it ain't nothin'

I'm the weatherman thunderstorm forecast whole hundred
Don't want no model girl I want a bottle girl

And you want a baller girl and I'm right here balling girl
I'mma send you an Uber and she from Aruba
She know nothing about this thug life she like what is a shooter
Took her down in Miami put that bitch on a scooter
Took her striaght to the phantom too
I know just how to do her
She said she had a man but she know how to maneuver

She give me head underwater so I'mma call her my scuba
Doubt Rolls Royce on deck travel
Shawtie's ass so fat rattle
Told a bitch I love her liar
Waitress all out of ones fired

I got old money I can return with it

Tryna f**k a check up now ain't tryna die with it

Money bag money bag

Got a whole bunch of stacks got a whole lotta ass
If for her I just might
Starrah：Oooh f**k around and order more money

Oooh f**k around and order more

Oooh baby we gon' order more money

Oooh throw a pound and order more
Lil Wayne：I'm about to order some more money

Just to throw it at her
That money doesn't matter

I'll make it back mañana
I hit it like a batter
I make it rat-a-tat-a

I never give her answers I never give her data

Mama she a dancer she dance her f**king ass off
She take her f**king pants off and dance her f**king ass off

She let me feel that ass off
Charge it to my black card
She f**ked me for that iphone she so tired of that android

An outdoor person having orgies in my backyard
I think her ass got steriods this dick feel like heroin

Lil Tunechi the East landlord but I had to expand lord

Shining on these niggas got them looking for some tan oil

I got all these bands boy these hoes call me band boy
Weezy F. Band boy stay in pussy not the tabloids

And just to think I was the bag boy
Now I got that bag boy drop that coupe on alloys
Just order some more cash boy
Just order some more cash boy
Starrah：Oooh f**k around and order more money

Oooh f**k around and order more

Oooh baby we gon' order more money

Oooh throw a pound and order more