Lyrics

We been getting all the money They think we turned Illuminati Stunting outside in a Bugatti Bitch, you hit the lottery I'm tired of all this damn arguing It's a blessing to be around me How you're not happy? What you mean you're not happy? Ungrateful bitches never happy How you're not happy? What you mean you're not happy? Ungrateful bitches never happy Asking the whole team, baby Can't chase you Im chasin' dreams baby She say, 'What you mean, baby?' Glizzy, Glizzy, bitch I'm a star This stupid ho keep on complaining Who the fuck is her Had this one bitch named Toya Beat that pussy up like De La Hoya Told me she not sleeping in no courtyard Just bought her a courtyard Telling all her friends how I do her That pussy so good that I go raw I found my first bitch at the playground She shot me in my heart like a fucking tray pound I swear that bitch was so goddamn ungrateful I start flying her around and put her on a Greyhound We been getting all the money They think we turned Illuminati Stunting outside in a Bugatti Bitch, you hit the lottery I'm tired of all this damn arguing It's a blessing to be around me How you're not happy? What you mean you're not happy? Ungrateful bitches never happy How you're not happy? What you mean you're not happy? Ungrateful bitches never happy That gangsta shit they talking I did ten times I got feelings, too, Im just not in mine They say nothing lasts forever I hope this lasts forever As long as you forever keep your hips and ass together If I use the wrong expression you gonna get the wrong impression Lower tabs and codeine, go ahead, they fucking chestin' Come on Lets be honest You can't hide your disdain Instagram pictures on Biscayne I know my bitch missing my dick game Waving your' gun at me You're just a wanna be I'm what you wanna be I'm who you wanna be Stunting in front of me Nigga don't stunt on me You just up under me Did what you done to be Bitch wanna run with me Come to me once a week Running her tongue on me Seem like the one to me Fuck brothers calling me country Lil bitch bet not fuck up my money We been getting all the money They think we turned Illuminati Stunting outside in a Bugatti Bitch, you hit the lottery I'm tired of all this damn arguing It's a blessing to be around me How you're not happy? What you mean you're not happy? Ungrateful bitches never happy How you're not happy? What you mean you're not happy? Ungrateful bitches never happy
Writer(s): Marquis Amonte King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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