Cash Kidd
Have You Seen My Socks?
[Intro]
Yeah
Let me hit that, let me hit this bitch, yes
(Shout out my n***a Synco)
No, I don't want no dubs
A dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me
The fuck? Ayy (Passenger side, tryna, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
Ooh, playin’ with her titties while she drivin'
I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy
Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise
Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit
Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman

[Verse 1]
Opp bitch like, "Ooh, this some good dick"
Sold her ass a dream, goofy ho, you ain’t my new bitch
Fear Factor, I just fed the bitch some bullshit
Told her what she wanna hear, you know, some smooth shit
Ain't no lackin', we back packin' like a school kid
They gon' chalk 'em when I shoot 'em like a poolstick
Catch a computer thug out like, "N***a, who a bitch?"
See my ex and whip a roll out like Ludacris
Lil' bitch whipped up on my horse like the KK
Might post a bitch on Craigslist, shout out Day-Day
These phones that I punched was free, shout out AJ
Get to wiggin’ on a bitch like Shenehneh
Get to trippin’ on this bitch like a vacay
N***as sneak dissin', like the globe, better state names
One call, he gettin’ dropped like he ain't got no service
See you clowns and we catchin' bodies, it's not no circus
[Chorus]
Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
Ooh, playin’ with her titties while she drivin'
I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy
Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise
Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit
Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman

[Verse 2]
Sweat no bitch, huh, on to the next
She keep braggin' 'bout her pussy, huh, what about the neck?
Ayy, she used to hate me 'til I started fuckin' up the set
They used to love me 'til I started runnin' up a check
I can't wait 'til the day I get some sloppy on a jet
I can't wait 'til the day I up the chopper when you lack
I'll draw the ratchet like I'm tryna make a sketch
You know I'ma shake somethin' like I'm tryna make a bet
Caught him lackin' with no stick, so I smacked him like a bitch
Should've whacked you in your shit, but I slapped you on your wrist
Have your family in they feelings in the captions on they pics
I ain't actin', I got scripts, so much cap, you need to pick
Devil knockin' at my door, man, who done let this n***a in?
Bro just wiped a n***a nose, got his family and them sick
This is not the Taken movie, but I snatched a n***a's bitch
All these bills in my jeans, Michael Jackson with the kid
[Chorus]
Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went?
Ooh, playin' with her titties while she drivin'
I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy
Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy
Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise
Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit
Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick
Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman

[Outro]
No, I don't want no dubs
A dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me
Hanging out the passenger side with the black four-five
Trying to catch a body
Let me hear that