Think I'm Lyin Lyrics - Singles - Hood

Drop that coke in that hot water 

And tell that bitch to hold her nose 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

Big homie droppin' off the torch, I'm smokin' out the Porsche 

Real life, street nigga, made a million off the court 

I don't even fuckin' hoop, I can really run and shoot 

Ho you know I give and go, I can really duck and move 

Homie call Pusha T, ask him what's the bookin' fee 

I don't need no fuckin' show, hit my kitchen, cook a ki 

She say "Thank you", I say "Please, all this coke, you still want cheese?" 

All that dope stuck in your nose, and you still gon' charge a G? 

Ho you know it's so HB, we got the game like KBC 

Gave the profit to my mom, I've been bumpin' Tracy T 

I've been leanin', I've been fienin', I've been prayin' for my demons 

You must think I'm lyin', I spent a hundred thou' this evenin' 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

I got some niggas in this bitch that got some niggas in this bitch 

Mean muggin' like we suckin' on a lemon in this bitch 

I'ma ball even if I fail my physical and shit 

And I'm all about my digits, goin' digital and shit 

Jumpin' on the couch until I'm short winded in this bitch 

Don't judge a book by it's cover, start schemin' at you, bitch 

Where my niggas that be poppin' them prescriptions? You ain't sick 

Where my bitches that be fuckin' for that money? You ain't shit 

And yo' bitch don't make no tips, and that sip don't make me itch 

My bitch always think I'm lyin', I said I don't, she said "Since when?" 

I'm a dog like Rin Tin Tin, fuck y'all niggas, y'all some hoes 

Don't trust y'all niggas, talk in code, don't walk, I stroll, don't walk, I drove 

So park my Rolls, that spark, I glow, avoid my woes, I brought my bros 

But that nina always workin', 'cause I can't fuck with the part-time hoes 

My bitch pussy multipurposes, 'cause it take dick and hold my dope 

Drop that coke in that hot water and tell that bitch to hold her nose 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

10 Mil' just last year, you must think I'm lyin', ho 

I make cash, don't break even, I overlap your payroll 

Straight to the point like Bledsoe, fuck that, I take the foul 

Settle out, no time for trial, my lawyer's with me, better call Saul 

Nigga first round draft pick, my lifestyle need a contract 

I'm Bo Jack in Egypt, that Wraith smell like reefer 

Who that, nigga? I beat them, like Redman, I'll be dat 

187, no drill team, get drill bit 

I pull up my shit to these niggas and flaunt, I'm the nigga she want 

I got all the shit that she want, T-Raw her boss, boy, Trell got a mil in a vault 

I'm just bein' honest, oh you must think I'm lyin' (no!) 

I'm not just an owner, baby, I'm also a client 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin') 

Man I'm richer than a bitch, ho (you must think I'm lyin') 

Wake up, gotta get dough (you must think I'm lyin') 

Got my jeweler fuckin' with me heavy (you must think I'm lyin') 

You 'on't want it, you ain't really ready (you must think I'm lyin')