Lyrics

I make money in my sleep I don't even gotta wake up I'm a boss nigga Bitch I make my own pay stubs They say money talk Why you think I never say nothing? Make your ass look stupid I just wish your ass would say something Been fucking these strippers, I ain't never had to pay nothing My cuddy be tripping All he wanna do is paint something Please don't try to play me for a pussy 'cause I ain't one I'm two steps ahead I don't say nothing, I just play dumb Five bands for a show Need half up front, or else I ain't coming 1k for a verse, you need a hook, then I need 8 hunnid' You don't really know me If you say that nigga ain't humble Never had a problem with the bag We a great couple Ever since you did that nerd shit Boy I can't trust you Why you always tryna play it cool like it ain't "fuck you" Everyday my B-day so you know I got that cake on me This nigga allergen How the fuck could you hate on me? I came a long way And I did it to the face So why the fuck when I say no, they try to call a nigga fake? Doing shows out of state And I even drop a tape If I slide up in her DM Then your bitch ain't really safe Everywhere I go bitch It's lights, camera, action Hundred thousand near and I hate paying taxes You ain't got no game boy I think you need practice All I really know is keep it real no cappin' You can't fuck with me Nigga watch how I fuck with it I don't got to say much I just tell a bitch "whats up with it?" The shit I do is like selling dope, I be hustlin' A couple hoes try to me play me out now they suffering 50k a lot but wasn't shit when I doubled it Have so many threesomes You would think I gotta double dick Been fucked your bitch Now you hit it and you in love with it But you don't got to worry nigga I'll never double dip, bitch
Writer(s): Michael Sherman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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