Lyrics

That short hair cut giving what it's suppose to give She come through getting you b*tches sick Something like Covid did She tryna Fuck me until the morning That's what that Rollie did You know them bad b*tches get extra wet When they hear you holdin (When they hear you havin it) You know these niggas get in they feeling When you having the baddest women I feel like I do most of my saving when I ain't having b*tches I like my girl wit a little bit of hustle she gotta be adding wit me I'll spread my money, she can save hers long as she adding in it How the fuck you expect me to put you up you ain't even staying busy I don't even expect you to hold me down these b*tches be playing 50 I like the view when I'm looking down lLike your phone on the ceiling You telling me you love me but I only feel it Every time I hit it Forget it I felt like I needed closure but I don't I feel like the only thing matter is if I get you what you want When I was at my lowest I felt like you was all I needed You know ima be a real one till that day come and I'm not Breathing You say I'm bring you stress but what you think you doing to me At this point it's just the sex I don't even see what this shit can be I'm tired of you point the finger talking about what you do and don't As long as my money right shit I'm going take it for what it is As long as my money right shit I'm going take it for what it is Got to put your MONEY OVER THE LOVE MAN
Writer(s): Samuel Payne Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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