Lyrics

And either way my bitch still realer than you niggas Money in my palm I just had to let the bands drop Caramel skin YM I can make yo bed Rock She say all them girls up in yo DMs get they head rocked I'm at her head top Money comin different I be in this other time zone Made a song called Diamonds but you treat me like I'm rhinestone I roll down the block, I been through hell and back it's cool She say if I pass it she gone turn up with that tool She just tryna cool it every Friday you ain't Nia Long Always in that empty ass bed lil boo Bring me along pack him rocket sockem All these hoes be hating but don't worry bout it you poppin Throw it back on camera, tell me bout ya day lil mama Just my Tshirt, her pajamas She got nothin else Man I like that shit She broke my heart it's nothing else Fuck that nigga that you might be with it's nothing else I got letters that i wrote you that and nothing else... And either way my bitch still realer than you niggas Money in my palm I just had to let the bands drop Caramel skin YM I can make yo bed Rock She say all them girls up in yo DMs get they head rocked And either way my bitch still realer than you niggas Money in my palm I just had to let the bands drop Caramel skin YM I can make yo bed Rock She say all them girls up in yo DMs get they head rocked I'm at her head top
Writer(s): Ricky Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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