About Mine (feat. Trey Songz)

She doin' it wrong Egh! Trigga, Trigga It's Kid Ink Mustard on the beat ho! In the club and this nigga looking at me kinda strange I got the woman he love sippin' my champagne But she ain't doin' nothin' wrong She just fuckin' with a young, rich nigga Tell that boy stop acting like a bitch nigga You should get some money, why you bullshittin'? You should get some money, why you bullshittin'? My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin'? I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? You could bet that, check my stats From way way back nigga we've been doing this Same old clubs and the same bitches you just met Nigga I ain't got time If the bezel ain't diamonds, presi Obama Pool in the Bahamas, black ferragamo Need me some condoms, we fuckin' up commas, honest Right now this rap shit is crackin' for me If it didn't work out we'd be back to the streets See life is a bitch crazier than Kelis But I'm picturing money, my nigga say cheese Feel fresh like Axe on me, nah y'ain't gotta put up no act for me Your girlfriend already said you act so cheap You should get some money, why you bullshittin'? You should get some money, why you bullshittin'? My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin'? I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? I'm about mine, tell me is you 'bout yours? Yeah she say I'm a dog but she down on all fours Yeah she down on the floor cause there's money all over Then back on the pole with it Now I got time, cause now I got change Shit the cup got drank and we 'bout to get high girl What did you think? I say God to your dress but no you ain't no saint Shit You know you coming to the crib girl ain't cha You drinking all this liquor girl ain't cha I'm feeling on your booty girl ain't I Show you how to have a real good time So bust it for me, elbows on your knees We don't care who's lookin', Mustard on the beat Ball hard and yo' bitch tryna reach No it ain't my fault that she's running through the streets Dumb blonde, got you looking like a fool nigga Said You should get some money, why you bullshittin'? You should get some money, why you bullshittin'? My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin'? I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? I got all bad bitches at my table Where them gon' do it All this money that I can't hold Throw some, taunt it Only bad bitches at my table That's all I got Which one of y'all I'ma take home I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? Girl I'm about mine, is you 'bout yours? You should get some money, why you bullshittin'?