Theory Doddy

What’s a theory doddy?
There’s too many niggas in hell
And enough bitches in hell
What’s a theory doddy?
There’s too many niggas in hell
And enough bitches in hell
What’s a theory doddy?
There’s too many niggas in hell
And enough bitches in hell
When I pull up to the pull up like skkrt
My Porsche don’t even sound like that
How the foreign sound skkkkrtt, like that!
What’s a theory doddy? Like that!
What’s a theory doddy? Like that!
Parking on top of the money, now she on my mind
Then she fell in love with a nigga, tell her get in line
I only hit a line nigga, when it’s fucking time
I hop inside the whip, hit the foreign, skkkkrt
She said you a real one, you dead right
You in the spot alone, told em dead right
Can I share my bed with you, if your head right
And most importantly baby just have you bread right
You want to know the theory
It’s too many niggas and not enough bitches
The one bitch in the corner she look a little scary
I bet you three drinks later she’ll look like Halle Berry
With on these bitches, they be with the shits
I popped a blue pill now I’m on a ho
Have an erection four hours, you call the doctor up
Nigga fuck that doctor, call up some more hoes