[Intro: Babyface Ray]
\nOoh, Team Eastside
\nThese hoes ain't shit to me, dog
\nI done figured y’all bitches all the way out
\nYou wanna fuck with a nigga that got that cash, huh?
\nNigga fall off, you get gone, fuck with another nigga
\nFuck him
\nAyy, Lou, holler at these bitches
\n
\n[Verse 1: Lou Gram]
\nBitch, you a rat and your mama a possum (Rat ho)
\nI been had cash by your lil' ho small talkin' (Been had money)
\nStupid bitch, see what this hustlin’ got me
\nBrand-new roochies on the 'Vette with the soft top
\nTwenty bands spent on a presi', that's a boss watch
\nAskin' a question got a nigga on some other shit
\nJust bought a foreign, I'll probably buy another whip
\nNever had a job, got it all off of hustlin' (Ghetto Boyz)
\nThem niggas scared to take trips before that nigga strugglin'
\nBitch fuck with me, think she gettin’ somethin’ (Bitch)
\nI'm new, baby, you don’t know who you fuckin' with
\nGoin' out of town got me sleepin' on a hundred strip
\nNigga, fuck a deal, I could make it up for a couple flips
\nToo much money got my pockets on swole
\nHe got a 180, that’s a lil' man load
\nI got a big bat and she a sack-chasin' ho
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\n[Chorus]
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Rat ho)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Yup)
\nOnly want a nigga 'cause I got paper (Only reason)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Let's get it)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (No)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Bitch)
\nOnly want a nigga 'cause I got paper (Yup)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Ayy)
\n
\n[Verse 2]
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Real shit)
\nHo, you ain't shit but a cock watcher (Yup)
\nIf a nigga got that bag, you a cock washer (Eatin' dick)
\nAnd that bag ain't real, you a fuckin' perper (Bitch)
\nAnd them Loubs ain't yours, you a fuckin' jocker
\nSippin' on a straight six I got from my doctor (Damn)
\nI just made sixty slips thanks to my doctor (Flint)
\nAnd your nigga, he a lame, wanna be a doctor
\nAnd, bitch, I'm a baller, Kobe Bryant (Yop)
\nNo, bitch, I'm a shooter, Lawrence Fisher (Yeah)
\nShe see the sparkles at the booth, now she blowin' kisses (Yop)
\nBut I can tell that bitch broke 'cause her nails chippin' (Broke bitch)
\nSack chaser, don't want shit but a comeup (Right)
\nSuckin' every nigga dick tryna act stuck up (What?)
\nBitch, shut the fuck up
\nI hit the bitch off a room and a bottle, a light hundun
\n
\n[Chorus]
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Rat ho)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Yup)
\nOnly want a nigga 'cause I got paper (Only reason)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Let's get it)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (No)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Bitch)
\nOnly want a nigga 'cause I got paper (Yup)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Ayy)
\n
\n[Verse 3: Damedot]
\nShe asked me what I got on? I said, "Burberry cologne"
\nI'ma tell you off the bat I don't know what he be on (I don't know)
\nBut me and you can cruise, I got moves to shoot
\nYou got on the Gucci slip-ins, I got on the boots (Okay)
\nHave you doin' shit you ain't did before (For real)
\nWell-paid nigga ride his rims in the snow (Skrrt)
\nI can tell you fed up, know you tired of dealin' with the copycats
\nBraggin' to your friends like, "Damedot got me that"
\nFuck with your dog, if I fuck with you hard, I'd by my bitch a bag from the extras of the dog
\nBut anyway, enough of that, how you wanna play it, baby?
\nAll you gotta do is say it, baby (Let me know)
\nI got on a presidential, I'm the mayor, though (I'm the mayor)
\nMeaning whatever I say, it go (Real talk)
\nI'm a Ghetto Boy gettin' bag paper (Bag paper)
\nSo I gotta be your type, you a sack chaser (You a sack chaser)
\n
\n[Chorus]
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Rat ho)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Yup)
\nOnly want a nigga 'cause I got paper (Only reason)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Let's get it)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (No)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Bitch)
\nOnly want a nigga 'cause I got paper (Yup)
\nBitch, you ain't shit but a sack chaser (Ayy)\n\n
