300 Lyrics - S.t.s.a. (something To Speak About) - Clyde Carson

3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot 

What I ride around like I'm broke hoe 

These bitches on my nuts now 

Cause they know a nigga getting more dough 

Stupid mainy hella saucey from the trap 

Must have blew her minds from it she heard a nigga back 

I slit through the spot already gone off yak 

Half a bottle in my pocket ain't no act, nigga 

My folks was driving, hoes was hiding 

When they seen that s5 pull up aside her 

Run off and stay in pocket like a real bitch 

The peers in my swag, can you feel it 

I step up in the joint let the hoes get on me 

Turn the party off whenever team performing 

I pull off in foreign I might squat the limit 

Have to see my house to see how I'm living 

It's bout, it's bout 

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3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot 

What I ride around like I'm broke hoe 

These bitches on my nuts now 

Cause they know a nigga getting more dough 

Boss mac-ing looking like a ball player 

Got a mansion on a golf course by the lake I look out 

Type of pair make your bitch drop come in 

Get amazed, get some head, get some dick and get out 

A little conversation figured I was broke 

Ain't know her favorite song as the song I wrote 

Ain't even gotta stunt, no jewelry on 

Rather blow her mind when I bring her home 

Fuck her on the couch, fucking up the head board 

Let her fly me out, take me to the airport 

Walking round broke, rare form, 

Old bit, but I got some new jordan, whop out! 

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3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot 

What I ride around like I'm broke hoe 

These bitches on my nuts now 

Cause they know a nigga getting more dough 

Another million in the attic, money I'm an addict 

Don't follow her around cause my shit on automatic 

A.r.e. sticks shift porsche automatic 

If they knew how much I have, then they prolly need a medic 

Stay on under but niggas know I'm big whipping 

I slide through the block with my new shit sitting 

Sitting, sitting, new bitch sitting for a stand up nigga 

So that new bitch sitting 

3 in the morning ain't disappointed, my bitch the truth 

Just like sir jordan it ain't no loot, it ain't important 

I'm eating good, but living normal, whop out! 

3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot 

What I ride around like I'm broke hoe 

These bitches on my nuts now 

Cause they know a nigga getting more dough