Lyrics:
Perfection
Man I love my mama you should love your Mama too
You can't fathom all the pain and struggle she Been through
You're her baby boo please give credit
Ma beauté c'est poésie
So lâche ta carte de crédit
Échappes-toi du mode de vie
Get subversif, t'as réussi
Ma beauté c'est poésie
So lâche ta carte de
me to be kind
I was kind
Thank the ones who are loving you
Give credit where credit's due
A.E.I.O.U.
Baby I owe you
Deep breath, closed eyes
Cyclical
that won't be
All the attention
That's on me
Make the connections
That's on me
Building them bridges down in them trenches
I want my credit that's on me
& the lace for me
Credit score been climbin babygirl its the pace for me
Niggas ina pacer got the nerve to think they racing me
Baby ima dogg you gotcho nerve
the discipline
You would think an +A
Would be the minimum
No job distract you
So what's there to hinder
Snapchat
Instagram
Of course Tinder
Big daddy's credit
I'm able and stable to balance keep
But credit is running the world and the debit is coming for me
All the time, all my life, I have been working
up my plate
Put down the weight so I double my weight
Paid down this debt so my credit straight
Lit my girl hand up my fam showing strength
Tap in with
the droptop
And the Bentley you gon be alone on this way
Through the riches and getting the credit
You gon' be alone on this way
Through the droptop
y'all don't get enough credit
And your a plus that's the way I look at it
It don't take a rocket science to even know that
You got it your glow is vibrant
Она сладкая как торт
Сладкая как торт
Сладкая как торт
Тинькофф банка credit карта
Gucci, Louis - натюрморт
Не хватает только
as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
Bitch do better
What
CREDIT CARD
By G. Graham Perry III, 2004 & Feb. 2008
You can't buy that. That's too expensive.
That's what I hear your daddy say.
I watch you cry.
I ain't bout to take credit for nothing
That's All God
It ain't my doing the fact that I am now something
That's all God
When you see us making moves
don't wanna break bread I just wanna take credit
I just wanna take credit
I just wanna take credit
I'm not a king or a peasant
I don't wanna break bread I
other
No be sin say we dey love each other
Loving each other is legit
If you love me you get credit
I will give you credit
Let me know when you ready
We
i can get your friends
Cause i know they all tens
Im on my own
The cash they flashing ain't shit that shit a loan
They ain't even got no credit them
All my women
All black
All my cars
All black
Credit cards
All black, Yeah
All my hoes
All black
All my clothes
All black
At my shows
All black
Massage me make you touch my bone
Credits alert day kill all of my phone
I see y'all snakes I'm in my drone
I just wanna dey my zone
Massage me make you
And I don't got a brand new Porsche
But I'm working my credit up
Watch my Taurus scorch
And wow do the speakers
The speakers glare
And I don't got a brand
credits
Swipe swipe
Playing around with with my credits
I
I
Gotta go get it how I get it
Gotta go get it how I get it
Shawty wanna call on the low but
credit card, no base-line, no flaws
No credit card
No base-line
No flaws
No credit card
No base-line
No
Flaws
I feel so young and important
I be so gentle,
Xbox
Took my credit card
Wouldn't give me a refund
Couldn't find a reason to stay
Never used your service
Changed my credit card
Kept the renewal
No fraud in fuckin my music
사기 없이 credit 다 털어
I'm still game runner
주머니가 터질때까지 벌어
버려 in my mind murder
Im a baller
넌 평생을 back on me
꼴이 마치 trailer
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