Still Cooking - Lil B

Bitch Mob!

We back with it

Respect Da Bitch Volume 1

This is your boy, Lil B

We’re still cookin

Let’s get it

Walked in, and my swag’s on a hundred thousand

Pay a bitch 10 to buy 20 thousand.

fuck with me

Bitch, fuck with me because my swag’s like Luther

Pink head band, and I’m looking like a shooter

Bitch Mob, nigga.

Lil B, that’s my partner

Got hella bitches, Hugh Hefner status

I’mma tote that chop 'til I’m looking like Regis

Chimmy Chang Chang, bitch, I know you can’t believe this

Keep pushing 50

Bitches fuck with me

Hundred grand shows

I’m the pimp of the century

I’m going digital

I still spank my bitches

Just to be my friend

Everybody knows that I fuck with the Mexicans

Everybody knows that I’ll fucking place your order

Young based god, I threw my swag in the water

Hook (X4)

Still cooking

Bitch, I’m still cooking

Still in the hood, and you know I’m still cooking

Champ Bailey

Bitch, I’m Champ Bailey

Riding in the Benz, and I look like Carson Daly

Fucking three girls, I do that on the daily

I look so good that these hoes should just pay me

Bitch, I think I’m a stripper

Hundred grand shows, so you know I tote the pistol

Young based god, nigga, that WHOOP is official

All them young girls call me Trick Daddy, bitch

Spent ten grand just to drop on the six

Real deal, pretty boy.

I’m in the building

If you’re from the block, you know fuck they feelings

Hundred grand show, Lil B. I made a killing.

(Okay!)