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(Keyz on the beat) Oh, I Fuck the money, cars, clothes, and the hoes, I just want your heart When you leave, I be wanting know the distance, I hope you ain't far Tryna buy you everything 'cause I'm guilty You said that money came by scars And if you needed me, I promise, I'll be around And just like Muhammad Ali, I'm tryna go another round And don't think them niggas like me, I'm tryna tell you, turn around I see the emotion, I don't know what it is If your love was a ocean, I'm divin' off the bridge And I promise ain't no more bitches, in and out my crib, love Told you that I won't force it I told you, I'ma be honest I told you, I'ma keep goin' 'til I put one in yo' stomach Girl, you mine, no doubt Can't no one else cuff you 'less you call the cops Rolls Royce roll-up Take you out Toyotas Please, stay focused, your friends don't know us Walk into the mansion with me, the penthouse tore up Show me somethin' different once, I come from where there's no love Where the sun don't shine and the grass don't grow Where the dope gets sold and the baggiest clothes Ten million hoes, you the one I chose I just hope you don't leave me 'lone Talkin' 'bout Lucci and Reginae Biggie and Faith, shawty Girl, I can barely think, come be my head doctor I made them groupies feel special, that's my biggest problem I'm that nail you're steppin' on, so I bought you red bottoms Ayy, got them bucks up like I'm Jrue, only got fly for holidays In the cell, I'm missin' you, but you keep askin' 'bout my case But, girl, you gon' die you give my pussy away Then, I lay right by you, smoke a 'Wood to the face Please don't think 'bout selling your heart 'Cause I promise that it's worth like billions or more Every second that we have, let's make it memorable And every time that we shop, baby, we takin' the store Oh, I Fuck the money, cars, clothes, and the hoes, I just want your heart When you leave, I be wantin' know the distance, I hope you ain't far Tryna buy you everything 'cause I'm guilty You said that money came by scars And if you needed me, I promise, I'll be around Lucci and Reginae Biggie and Faith, shawty Girl, I can barely think, come be my head doctor
Writer(s): Kobe Crawford, Nicholas Bosco, Aaron Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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