Lyrics:
much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing, rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom,
be looking
And to get in them jeans everybody be wishing
But she only want players who far from rookie
And if you ain't got the cake
Can't play with
paint the town red
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm,
you don't hear about him
Nobody sayin' "Free Suge," 'cause nobody care 'bout him (Nope)
Nicki ain't wanna fight when Cardi tried to pop
But Cardi
uncut ice
I hope she's going home with me tonight
And all she wants is to dance
That's why you'll find her on the floor
But you don't have a chance
uncut ice
I hope she's going home with me tonight
And all she wants is to dance
That's why you'll find her on the floor
But you don't have a chance
know, but these niggas lurking
She said she really want a bag now is that Fendi, Birkin?
Who be popping, you'd swear that shit is me, but I'm study
ain't no discussion
You thinking I'm bluffin', I'm doin' the dash
Got me some money, recruited some dummies,
Know how to do nothin' but show up
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin'
If she want to stay
But by the time she answered
She was out the door
Usually I be cooling
I be quick to let them go
Diamonds on me jumping
I ain't
started, and you're still tryin to change her
I'll turn in your lawyer, goddess don't be modest
Whatever she wanted she got it, but she still went
a girl
You treat her bad and kiss her ass with pearls
When really she deserve it but ain't ask for the world
Should've got the world
But you ain't
to go to war
We don't do no cuffin', I let bro hit her
If he don't get no love, I bet Bo get her
But she a bad bitch makin' more figures
Than half you
I WISH SHE WOULDN'T TREAT YOU THAT WAY
WRITERS WALTER IGLEHART, KEVIN WELCH
The way she treats you
Is a dog gone crime
I just get blue about it all
I WISH SHE WOULDN'T TREAT YOU THAT WAY
WRITERS WALTER IGLEHART, KEVIN WELCH
The way she treats you
Is a dog gone crime
I just get blue about it all
know it slop look how she talking
She say she don’t do this too often
But I’m in her throat she ain’t coughing
I’m bout to slay me a bad bitch
I’m bout
flashin'
She amazed by the jewels and the fashion
I pull up, got two bad bitches with me
Let 'em suck on my neck, but no hickeys
My dude came with the pole,
not even gon front
Yea
Now she follow my lead, I be in the front, ay
Yea
But she by my side when it’s time to slide
We just here for the money, don’t
dress, where she at? Over there
You lil' dudes lookin' crooked but I ain't gon' blink
I got a thing on me and it'll bang homie, South Side
You ain't
much stuff (jam)
It ain't, don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing, rearranging minds and thoughts
Predictions fly of doom,
object
But you a stuck up flict, I tried to hit
Comin' in dead last at a beauty pageant
She's a Skag she's a Skag
She's a Skag she's a Skag
Well
on the worst day (cash)
Quit cappin' girl, you know it ain't your birthday (birthday)
Ayy, who birthday? Put yo' hand up
You get a purse bae, if she bad
Back with my hoe
Back with my hoe we would chill by the lake
She kind of young, but a ten on my rank
Back with my hoe, we would chill by the lake
She
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