Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
(Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Yeah
Your bitch give head to shoulders knees and toes
I'm the realest nigga I suppose
Floor it, thwart it, quart it, Stop to sort it
But we navigating to your mama's house (ooh)
Blood's up in my duffel, bitch says I'm a shovel
Catch a opp just like I’m Randy Moss (ooh)
I pop em', toss em', cross em', forty, chop em'
Lock em' (Yeah), leave his ass, I'ma catch his ass
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Eenie meenie meenie miney mo
Running back to never running back
I get a running back to get my shotty back
And if I bust a pussy in the Pontiac
You know she running back (Yeah)
You know she running back
And I will probably hit it, kiss it, flip it
Rip or break a wrist I bet your bitch a bitch
And if that bitch a bitch I'm letting Louis kick 'em
Bitch I'll bust a bitch
Get ya daughter then I whip her
Throw that bitch on her head
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