Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaquees
Shaquees
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SHAMAR BUCHANAN
SHAMAR BUCHANAN
Composer
Naujour Grainger
Naujour Grainger
Songwriter

Lyrics

How the fuck I buy you a Birkin and you ain't satisfied? You wan' be with a nigga who ain't down to ride You wan' fuck with a lame nigga I got you just from bein' a game spitter I know you a ho, you just like my exes I fell in love too fast just from what your head did I took care of that baby I bought her heels and got her hair did, yeah Just for you to show me where your head is Okay, nobody real, I get it, yeah But you can't tell me you don't feel when I'm in it Oh, you can't tell me you don't feel what I'm feelin', yeah I know you ain't had that feel in a minute, yeah Okay, so just come closer, uh I'll have your body warm as a toaster, yeah I know you don't drink, but baby, toast up, yeah We ain't gotta talk 'bout all that old stuff, yeah Just put your body by the ocean, yeah You know that love we got be potent And I'ma give you dick, that dick that leave you open Pussy so wet like you decide to leave me soakin', yeah, yeah Foreplay, six-play You got me all on your block list like you Dikembe I thought that we was better than to listen what your friends say I keep tellin' you that them ain't even your friends, bae How the fuck I buy you a Birkin and you ain't satisfied? You wan' be with a nigga who ain't down to ride You wan' fuck with a lame nigga I got you just from bein' a game spitter I know you a ho, you just like my exes I fell in love too fast just from what your head did I took care of that baby I bought her heels and got her hair did, yeah Just for you to show me where your head is Aye baby where yo head is I'm in to deep, I ain't had pussy like this in a min I just wanna be in yo life we got too much to catch up on And I know you wanna be with a lame nigga Aye he not right for you you got me on yo block list That a right put you on a flight Fly you coast to coast put you you on a boat Baby let's have a toast let's go ghost I can't believe you left me, Had me thinkin we was suppose to be here for each other Now I'm thinkin like why you post that lame nigga Trying to make me jealous baby I'm worth Six figures Baby why you had to leave, I could've put you in some Prada New Balenciaga's to match your feet get your nails done And your hair did and that's that. How the fuck I buy you a Birkin and you ain't satisfied? You wan' be with a nigga who ain't down to ride You wan' fuck with a lame nigga I got you just from bein' a game spitter I know you a ho, you just like my exes I fell in love too fast just from what your head did I took care of that baby I bought her heels and got her hair did, yeah Just for you to show me where your head is
Writer(s): Shamar Buchanan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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