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Morre Money Less Lessons
by Vante
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I think you the 1 that should be coming through
Cause really you the shit I'm just the number 2
They say I got jungle fever you got jungle juice
So can I come wit you
Let's do something new
Got me wondering is this real life
Even if it's really wrong I swear it feel right
You got that appeal I cant deal here's a invite
Baby girl you fire on a chill night
I ain't got no classes but I really think you testing me
Asking all these questions like you playin a game of jeopardy
You want me to cuff you up
Baby say that carefully
Cause I can come and beat you down but I'm not a Deputy
Promise we gone make the news
If that's ok with you then I guess I can't refuse
Got me throwing all this money now you smiling guess it's pay per view
Funny what that change will do
Step into my room I got something you can change into
But I don't need ya love I just want affection
You ain't tryna fuck, why you in my section
Am I pulling up that ain't even a question
Maybe this ain't luck maybe you's a blessing
You might be the one to help me wit my stressing
Specially when I think about you undressing
You only get one shot no seconds
All I need is more money baby less lessons
It's the way that u walk and the way that u talk
We can be Bonnie and Clyde
It's no way we'd get caught
I like the way you dress but rather see you taking it off
Other hoes throwing salt
They just hating that's all
Don't take a rocket scientist to know that u and me got chemistry
And that good brain really fuckin wit me mentally
Wiping out my memory
Maybe it ain't meant to be
We can play games but I'm heavy on the penalty's
Cause you the type of girl I'll tell a blind man he got to see
And you got ya game on lock it's a Monopoly
Lookin at you now makes me wonder if I got the key
I know that thang sit nice but it's the eyes for me
But I don't need ya love I just want affection
You ain't tryna fuck why you in my section
Am I pulling up that ain't even a question
Maybe this ain't luck maybe you's a blessing
You might b the one to help me wit my stressing
Specially when I think about you undressing
You only get one shot no seconds
All I need is more money baby less lessons
I think you the 1 that should be coming through
Cause really you the shit I'm just the number 2
They say I got jungle fever you got jungle juice
So can I come wit you
Let's do something new
Got me wondering is this real life
Even if it's really wrong I swear it feel right
You got that appeal I cant deal here's a invite
Baby girl you fire on a chill night
I ain't got no classes but I really think you testing me
Asking all these questions like you playin a game of jeopardy
You want me to cuff you up
Baby say that carefully
Cause I can come and beat you down but I'm not a Deputy
Promise we gone make the news
If that's ok with you then I guess I can't refuse
Got me throwing all this money now you smiling guess it's pay per view
Funny what that change will do
Step into my room I got something you can change into
But I don't need ya love I just want affection
You ain't tryna fuck, why you in my section
Am I pulling up that ain't even a question
Maybe this ain't luck maybe you's a blessing
You might be the one to help me wit my stressing
Specially when I think about you undressing
You only get one shot no seconds
All I need is more money baby less lessons
It's the way that u walk and the way that u talk
We can be Bonnie and Clyde
It's no way we'd get caught
I like the way you dress but rather see you taking it off
Other hoes throwing salt
They just hating that's all
Don't take a rocket scientist to know that u and me got chemistry
And that good brain really fuckin wit me mentally
Wiping out my memory
Maybe it ain't meant to be
We can play games but I'm heavy on the penalty's
Cause you the type of girl I'll tell a blind man he got to see
And you got ya game on lock it's a Monopoly
Lookin at you now makes me wonder if I got the key
I know that thang sit nice but it's the eyes for me
But I don't need ya love I just want affection
You ain't tryna fuck why you in my section
Am I pulling up that ain't even a question
Maybe this ain't luck maybe you's a blessing
You might b the one to help me wit my stressing
Specially when I think about you undressing
You only get one shot no seconds
All I need is more money baby less lessons
