Where Do I Go (BBQ Music)

You see it

In this game there is no competition

Where do I go?

I ride through Harlem on my kinky Expedition

Where do I go?

I see some chick I know that loves to give me head

Where do I go?

I got that Clicquot and a bottle of some Cru

Where do I go?

That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

Saturday I know one day you'll stay

Tell me which way did she go

She went that-a-way

That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Saturday I know one day you'll stay

Tell me which way did she go

She went that-a-way

Take trips to Florida

Take my number and call me up

For all we are, we up, Gang Green

Niggas do anything

Stop their plane

Stop their dream

Never that

Cop big car, red or black

Nigga try to rape me

Nigga try to break me

Locked up for murder 2

Niggas try to take me

But a nigga bailed out

1.5

It's the biggest bail out

Never sell out nope

I do big things

Big chains

Ain't shit changed

Make shit rain

Cherry boys love me

I tip nice

I get right

Get a nice little O

Cuz I'm [?] Grand Cru

Vamoosh

Damn you

You don't really love me

All you do is want head

You don't even fuck me

You don't really want B

Max run Harlem like Bumpy

You see it

In this game there is no competition

Where do I go?

I ride through Harlem on my kinky Expedition

Where do I go?

I see some chick I know that loves to give me head

Where do I go?

I got that Clicquot and a bottle of some Cru

Where do I go?

You see it

In this game there is no competition

Where do I go?

I ride through Harlem on my kinky Expedition

Where do I go?

I see some chick I know that loves to give me head

Where do I go?

I got that Clicquot and a bottle of some Cru

Where do I go?

That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

Saturday I know one day you'll stay

Tell me which way did she go

She went that-a-way

That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Saturday I know one day you'll stay

Tell me which way did she go

She went that-a-way

Max got that liquid

Not that Gray Goose

Max don't sip it

Max wanna stick it

He horny

Do it to me more like doggy

Georgie

Porgie

Pudding pie

Kissed them young girls

And made them cry

I never wanna be like damn

So glad got rid of them

Me debuts gon' rise

They hate us

Riding like Big on the escalator

Time to address the haters

Niggas get left from respirators

On the jet

Gotta jet to Vegas

Our couple white friends got jets in flavors

Because my life is major

Max gotta get that paper

You see it

In this game there is no competition

Where do I go?

I ride through Harlem on my kinky Expedition

Where do I go?

I see some chick I know that loves to give me head

Where do I go?

I got that Clicquot and a bottle of some Cru

Where do I go?