Lyrics

Oh la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Jay Cameron) Oh la-la-la, la-la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la-la Ooh, yah-yah Yeah, I swear I used to hate bein' tall Now I'm lookin' over nigga like he too small Tall skinny nigga with a rag up in his drawers Ooh, yah, yah I swear they fucked up when they counted us out These niggas done lost and that's no doubt Bitch you play hard, pistol to your mouth Yah, yah I had to keep it real with myself I gotta love myself before I love somebody else I gotta love myself before I love somebody else Yah-yah (ooh), yah They dependent on me They dependent on me (ooh), gotta keep my pivot on me They tryna lay up on me (ooh), gotta keep that K up on me That bitch gon' stay up on me (ooh, that bitch gon' stay up on me) Everything taller than a mothafucka Now these racks lookin' taller than a mothafucka Bitch, I'm 'bout to ball on a mothafucka Ooh, yah, yah Yeah, I swear I used to hate bein' tall Now I'm lookin' over nigga like he too small Tall skinny nigga with a rag up in his drawers Ooh, yah, yah I swear they fucked up when they counted us out These niggas done lost and that's no doubt Bitch you play hard, pistol to your mouth Yah, yah Everybody used to laugh at us (everybody used to laugh) Now everybody lookin' mad at us (everybody lookin' mad) I pull up in that fuckin' Benz truck (I pull up in that Benz) Best believe we got them racks on us (yeah) Now I'm cashin' out at Toys "R" Us (cashin' out at Toys "R" Us) I got my son readin' Magic School Bus, yeah (my son readin' Magic School Bus) Got that Patek on my wrist, it cost a cool buck (it cost a cool buck) Now everybody tryna ride up on our bus (ride up on our bus) She ride that dick and best believe I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust, yeah) I'm a minute man, baby, I can't make no love (baby, I can't make no love) I'm a minute man, baby, I don't give no fuck (hmm) Ooh, yah Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Oh la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la I swear I used to hate bein' tall Tall skinny nigga with a rag up in his drawers Ooh, yah
Writer(s): Saaheem Malik Valdery, Rockim Delval Valdery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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