Lyrics

I don't want the pussy I just want the dome (I just want the dome) Stop calling, sending texts that's long (Stop calling my phone) Bitch, you gon' end up in a song (I'ma do ya' wrong) Just drop and pull up in a thong (Pull up, pull up) Stop asking me (Aye) What the fuck is wrong (What's wrong) You finna' end up in a song (Do ya' wrong) Stop calling sending texts so long (On my phone) Finna' give you this pipe, 'cause I'm on (Yeah I'm on) Ain't tryna make love I'm just tryna make money (Yup) And she used to fuckin' with them fake dummies (Swerve) Yeah, I moved up, tell her it's too late honey Back then, you should been fucked wit me (I'm on now) But you was cattin' off, girlfriend (Meow) I wasn't even looking for a girlfriend (Nah) First thing that you said, you had a boyfriend (And?) I wasn't even looking for relationships (Straight up) I'm just a young nigga out here chasing chips, moving (Chips) You look like a product that I can pitch (Yeah) I could turn you to a model with a camera click (Click) I'm eating caviar, you eating sandwiches (Aye that's bologna) Aye, and game recognize game (Mane, mane) And fast cars switch lanes (Neeroom!) Just met her and I'm down to my Supreme x Hanes I don't want the pussy, just some brains I don't want the pussy I just want the dome (I just want the dome) Stop calling, sending texts that's long (On my phone) Bitch, you gon' end up in a song (I'ma do ya' wrong) Just drop and pull up in a thong (Bitch, c'mon) Stop asking me What the fuck is wrong (Big, what's wrong) You finna' end up in a song (I'ma do ya' wrong) Stop calling sending texts so long (All up on my phone) Finna' give you this pipe, 'cause I'm on (Aye bitch, I'm on) I ain't tryna disrespect you bitch 'Cause it ain't like that (Ain't like that) But when I told you what it is You ain't like that (You ain't like that) So what I tell you, "You my bitch, but not like that" I guess until you sick of my shit or I stop calling back You gon' have to deal with it (Deal with it) Come and help me whip it up we cooking meal tickets (Cooking meal tickets) If it's a chance to come up, then we will risk it (Will risk it) The moves I make while being black are real risky (Real risky) But I make that scrill frisbee (Aye) I'm on some, baggin' up dubs (Baggin' up dubs) You on some falling in love (Falling in love) You tryna shop at the mall (Shop at the mall) I'm tryna shop with the plug (Shop with the plug) You really text me your feelings While I'm high as the ceiling (Huh?) I smoked an ounce of some Kimber (Yeah) I am fucking chilling (Huh?) I'm immune to the nonsense (Yeah) I got ideas to process (Process) I'm on my progress (Progress) No, you can't stop this (Nah) I move on some mob shit (Yeah) Getting money the object (Feel me?) I done shot plenty hood videos up in these projects (Really do it) I don't want the pussy I just want the dome (I just want the dome) Stop calling, sending texts that's long (On my phone) Bitch, you gon' end up in a song (I'ma do ya' wrong) Just drop and pull up in a thong (Bitch, c'mon) Stop asking me What the fuck is wrong (Big, what's wrong) You finna' end up in a song (I'ma do ya' wrong) Stop calling sending texts so long (All up on my phone) Finna' give you this pipe, 'cause I'm on (Aye bitch, I'm on)
Writer(s): Sean Jordan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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