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Another one And another one Thought you was the one, you just another one Thought I wasn't nothing, but I'm number one I'm like Lauryn Hill, I'm just a younger one I be hugging bands, I got my money tucked If that ass is fat, I'm tryna fuck it up Hop up in the bunk, and we could buddy up Mighty Gang but shorty call me honey bun This that shorty you should study from 6-pack like I got a tummy tuck Bury niggas then I dug 'em up Just to show these niggas what I'm drumming up I work hard, that's why my luck is up That is not a reach I'll be honest, I don't see you niggas What is y'all me Honda Civic started fucking up Now I bought a Jeep Used to wanna be a fucking star Now I'm on the screen All these years I let you niggas talk Now I'm 'bout to fucking scream All these years I couldn't see the light Now I gotta fucking beam Thank you plug for the lala Spicing up my life like masala Don't need nothing but yourself, that's on my mama Hypocrite I'm in Balenciaga Thank you plug for the lala Spicing up my life like masala Don't need nothing but yourself, that's on my father Ignorant I'm drippin' in that Prada Drippy from my head to my toe I forgot the days when I was broke This is for my family and folk And for them silly niggas thinkin' I'm a joke Ha ha ha who laughing now Making what I used to make, I can't imagine now We bougie living lavish now I could be your chaperone, I manage now On a roller coaster figure eight She just wanna dinner and a date She just want the wine pairing, she don't even like sharing She just want a bigger piece of stake I got money, you got body, that's the trade off And I'm so attractive, shorty that's your payoff Pretty but I'm handsome, plus I got the day off Ain't no need for chaos On your knees and Thank you plug for the lala Spicing up my life like masala Don't need nothing but yourself, that's on my mama Hypocrite I'm in Balenciaga Thank you plug for the lala Spicing up my life like masala Don't need nothing but yourself, that's on my father Ignorant I'm drippin' in that Prada Listen A person could be so pretty, as they would say But their ways are so filthy The looks is nothing to me All the good looks that a person may have When they start dumping all their nasty ways on you How long can you take that for? You gonna walk away from that Pretty looks that you met in the first place So when I says, pretty looks is not everything We talk about the beauty within That is everything
Writer(s): Derelle De Sean Rideout, Andre Carnell Robertson, Haviah J Mighty, Adrian Bellaire, Thabo Publicover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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