(Loafy mann)
(Yeah, you turnt, PJ)
Alright
Yeah
Why you talkin' on me, baby? You just want me, huh?
You told my bitch that I'ma cheat, that's 'cause he lonely, huh?
Bitch, you sad, you depressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
Mind your business, I'm a rich nigga with a bad bitch
I'm out here buyin' bags, bitch, you wish you had this
If money don't buy happiness, I'ma be mad rich
'Member I ain't have shit, but now I got mad shit
Like I'm from London
My nigga Jim bringin' them bags, keep 'em comin'
No, I ain't signed to no major, still stuntin'
Bitch, I'm locked in
It ain't no joke, got seven days a week, nigga, we ain't goin' broke
Shh
Niggas f*cked up givin' seven days a week
Bad bitch, she a vegan, still eatin' meat
You talkin' shit behind my back, but she still eatin' me
Yeah, I'm in the group chat, I know
You said this, you said that, I know
Get out my business
I know, haha
Hoes worry 'bout me, need to worry 'bout that nigga
Niggas worried 'bout me, need to worry about that bitch
Yeah, they say I put it on, they ain't seen this stick
I'm one of one, what I'm doin' you ain't seen yet
Know what I got, I ain't gotta show it, what you mean flex?
Maybach truck, I'ma lean back
Bad hoes in my DM sayin' need that
Most of these hoes be thirsty, trust me, I don't read that
I like a certain type of girl
I like a certain type of bitch, I like a certain type of thick
I like a certain type of rich
You know?
Like it's a different type of rich that I like
I be fivi, excuse what I say
I got the fly shit, bitch, I'm rockin' Bape
I got a ho in Minnesota twerkin' all day
It's like your bitch my shit, 'cause she do what I say
Yeah, like I'ma just let the beat talk
(What I say, do what I say)
(Do what I say)
(It's like your bitch my shit, 'cause she do what I say)
Why you talkin' on me, baby? You just want me, huh?
You told my bitch that I'ma cheat, that's 'cause he lonely, huh?
Bitch, you sad, you depressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
If I throw these hundreds up, I'ma make a mess
Ooh, I got somethin' to pop shit, I say
Nigga broke, ooh
310babii - 7 days a week Lyrics
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(Loafy mann)
(Yeah, you turnt, PJ)
Alright
Yeah
Why you talkin' on me, baby? You just want me, huh?
You told my bitch that I'ma cheat, that's 'cause he lonely, huh?
Bitch, you sad, you depressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
Mind your business, I'm a rich nigga with a bad bitch
I'm out here buyin' bags, bitch, you wish you had this
If money don't buy happiness, I'ma be mad rich
'Member I ain't have shit, but now I got mad shit
Like I'm from London
My nigga Jim bringin' them bags, keep 'em comin'
No, I ain't signed to no major, still stuntin'
Bitch, I'm locked in
It ain't no joke, got seven days a week, nigga, we ain't goin' broke
Shh
Niggas f*cked up givin' seven days a week
Bad bitch, she a vegan, still eatin' meat
You talkin' shit behind my back, but she still eatin' me
Yeah, I'm in the group chat, I know
You said this, you said that, I know
Get out my business
I know, haha
Hoes worry 'bout me, need to worry 'bout that nigga
Niggas worried 'bout me, need to worry about that bitch
Yeah, they say I put it on, they ain't seen this stick
I'm one of one, what I'm doin' you ain't seen yet
Know what I got, I ain't gotta show it, what you mean flex?
Maybach truck, I'ma lean back
Bad hoes in my DM sayin' need that
Most of these hoes be thirsty, trust me, I don't read that
I like a certain type of girl
I like a certain type of bitch, I like a certain type of thick
I like a certain type of rich
You know?
Like it's a different type of rich that I like
I be fivi, excuse what I say
I got the fly shit, bitch, I'm rockin' Bape
I got a ho in Minnesota twerkin' all day
It's like your bitch my shit, 'cause she do what I say
Yeah, like I'ma just let the beat talk
(What I say, do what I say)
(Do what I say)
(It's like your bitch my shit, 'cause she do what I say)
Why you talkin' on me, baby? You just want me, huh?
You told my bitch that I'ma cheat, that's 'cause he lonely, huh?
Bitch, you sad, you depressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
If I throw these hundreds up, I'ma make a mess
Ooh, I got somethin' to pop shit, I say
Nigga broke, ooh
(Yeah, you turnt, PJ)
Alright
Yeah
Why you talkin' on me, baby? You just want me, huh?
You told my bitch that I'ma cheat, that's 'cause he lonely, huh?
Bitch, you sad, you depressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
Mind your business, I'm a rich nigga with a bad bitch
I'm out here buyin' bags, bitch, you wish you had this
If money don't buy happiness, I'ma be mad rich
'Member I ain't have shit, but now I got mad shit
Like I'm from London
My nigga Jim bringin' them bags, keep 'em comin'
No, I ain't signed to no major, still stuntin'
Bitch, I'm locked in
It ain't no joke, got seven days a week, nigga, we ain't goin' broke
Shh
Niggas f*cked up givin' seven days a week
Bad bitch, she a vegan, still eatin' meat
You talkin' shit behind my back, but she still eatin' me
Yeah, I'm in the group chat, I know
You said this, you said that, I know
Get out my business
I know, haha
Hoes worry 'bout me, need to worry 'bout that nigga
Niggas worried 'bout me, need to worry about that bitch
Yeah, they say I put it on, they ain't seen this stick
I'm one of one, what I'm doin' you ain't seen yet
Know what I got, I ain't gotta show it, what you mean flex?
Maybach truck, I'ma lean back
Bad hoes in my DM sayin' need that
Most of these hoes be thirsty, trust me, I don't read that
I like a certain type of girl
I like a certain type of bitch, I like a certain type of thick
I like a certain type of rich
You know?
Like it's a different type of rich that I like
I be fivi, excuse what I say
I got the fly shit, bitch, I'm rockin' Bape
I got a ho in Minnesota twerkin' all day
It's like your bitch my shit, 'cause she do what I say
Yeah, like I'ma just let the beat talk
(What I say, do what I say)
(Do what I say)
(It's like your bitch my shit, 'cause she do what I say)
Why you talkin' on me, baby? You just want me, huh?
You told my bitch that I'ma cheat, that's 'cause he lonely, huh?
Bitch, you sad, you depressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
Your nigga broke, see, I see why you stressed
If I throw these hundreds up, I'ma make a mess
Ooh, I got somethin' to pop shit, I say
Nigga broke, ooh
Writer: Kameron Milner
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Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING