Jay look, I got
I don't know I just feel like I'm really not for you
I got Lil Jay up in here
Drench right up in here
Ant man up in here (I don't know I just feel like I'm really not for you)
I got Lil Jay right here
I hit up Antman tell him that it's our year
Niggas do shit to impress a man I'm starting to think these niggas queer
Tryna hide that you a snake, I can see it boy the glass clear
Zay done popped like three X's and spilled my cup nigga
Niggas dying in flukey ways, I don't trust niggas
Don't make me bail up out that car, out that cut nigga
They don't even mention us because we slump niggas
Bae I'm Mr. Sendoff you won't see me
Lil four and Lil Jay up on the TV
Nigga I wouldn't even hit yo hoe she too needy
Nigga seen the ARP his ass turned into speedy
Hole in one with yo hoe, I'm an eight ball
Nigga you can't hang cause you the reason why the case solved
She had on Bday makeup had to snatch her face off
I mean that shit really chopped threw me way off
Like Bitch why the f*ck you ugly and yo face chopped
If that nigga play goofy leave him spilled come through with the mop
You the reason why a hoe she can't be saved
I love my hoe so much my bitch behave
I get the money, f*ck bitches, yeah I get paid
If you don't get cash then nigga that's a sad day
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm bitch I bop her tho
She tryna kick it I told her like Boosie baby"walk it out"
She said"Munna give me a chance can we talk it out?"
What else you want from me baby I'll give you that perky now
I miss my bitch so much I might post her like Don did
But I ain't childish mama, I'm not no lil kid
All these niggas my sons, newborn give them a baby bed
Nigga tryna f*ck with munna then he gon get his wig split
Bitches always in the club talking bout some gucci
Bitch this ain't no 2k you can't even get accessories
You say you love me bitch explain that shit through yo knees
You down bad on yo ass nigga, pussy can't even pay no fees
You ain't got no car cause you got yo shit repo'd
Downtown in Chicago smoking on some big dro
And yo bitch say that's the problem
You ain't got no money and you ain't tryna solve nun
You living off of her and she got more bread than yo ass
I make so much money cause all I do spit the facts
Huh, I said you bitches be the problem
And yea you bitches be the problem
And yea you bitches be the problem
You be the problem and baby I can't ohh (solve em)
Fouroxys - you bitches be the problem (feat. Jmůnna) Lyrics
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Jay look, I got
I don't know I just feel like I'm really not for you
I got Lil Jay up in here
Drench right up in here
Ant man up in here (I don't know I just feel like I'm really not for you)
I got Lil Jay right here
I hit up Antman tell him that it's our year
Niggas do shit to impress a man I'm starting to think these niggas queer
Tryna hide that you a snake, I can see it boy the glass clear
Zay done popped like three X's and spilled my cup nigga
Niggas dying in flukey ways, I don't trust niggas
Don't make me bail up out that car, out that cut nigga
They don't even mention us because we slump niggas
Bae I'm Mr. Sendoff you won't see me
Lil four and Lil Jay up on the TV
Nigga I wouldn't even hit yo hoe she too needy
Nigga seen the ARP his ass turned into speedy
Hole in one with yo hoe, I'm an eight ball
Nigga you can't hang cause you the reason why the case solved
She had on Bday makeup had to snatch her face off
I mean that shit really chopped threw me way off
Like Bitch why the f*ck you ugly and yo face chopped
If that nigga play goofy leave him spilled come through with the mop
You the reason why a hoe she can't be saved
I love my hoe so much my bitch behave
I get the money, f*ck bitches, yeah I get paid
If you don't get cash then nigga that's a sad day
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm bitch I bop her tho
She tryna kick it I told her like Boosie baby"walk it out"
She said"Munna give me a chance can we talk it out?"
What else you want from me baby I'll give you that perky now
I miss my bitch so much I might post her like Don did
But I ain't childish mama, I'm not no lil kid
All these niggas my sons, newborn give them a baby bed
Nigga tryna f*ck with munna then he gon get his wig split
Bitches always in the club talking bout some gucci
Bitch this ain't no 2k you can't even get accessories
You say you love me bitch explain that shit through yo knees
You down bad on yo ass nigga, pussy can't even pay no fees
You ain't got no car cause you got yo shit repo'd
Downtown in Chicago smoking on some big dro
And yo bitch say that's the problem
You ain't got no money and you ain't tryna solve nun
You living off of her and she got more bread than yo ass
I make so much money cause all I do spit the facts
Huh, I said you bitches be the problem
And yea you bitches be the problem
And yea you bitches be the problem
You be the problem and baby I can't ohh (solve em)
I don't know I just feel like I'm really not for you
I got Lil Jay up in here
Drench right up in here
Ant man up in here (I don't know I just feel like I'm really not for you)
I got Lil Jay right here
I hit up Antman tell him that it's our year
Niggas do shit to impress a man I'm starting to think these niggas queer
Tryna hide that you a snake, I can see it boy the glass clear
Zay done popped like three X's and spilled my cup nigga
Niggas dying in flukey ways, I don't trust niggas
Don't make me bail up out that car, out that cut nigga
They don't even mention us because we slump niggas
Bae I'm Mr. Sendoff you won't see me
Lil four and Lil Jay up on the TV
Nigga I wouldn't even hit yo hoe she too needy
Nigga seen the ARP his ass turned into speedy
Hole in one with yo hoe, I'm an eight ball
Nigga you can't hang cause you the reason why the case solved
She had on Bday makeup had to snatch her face off
I mean that shit really chopped threw me way off
Like Bitch why the f*ck you ugly and yo face chopped
If that nigga play goofy leave him spilled come through with the mop
You the reason why a hoe she can't be saved
I love my hoe so much my bitch behave
I get the money, f*ck bitches, yeah I get paid
If you don't get cash then nigga that's a sad day
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm bitch I bop her tho
She tryna kick it I told her like Boosie baby"walk it out"
She said"Munna give me a chance can we talk it out?"
What else you want from me baby I'll give you that perky now
I miss my bitch so much I might post her like Don did
But I ain't childish mama, I'm not no lil kid
All these niggas my sons, newborn give them a baby bed
Nigga tryna f*ck with munna then he gon get his wig split
Bitches always in the club talking bout some gucci
Bitch this ain't no 2k you can't even get accessories
You say you love me bitch explain that shit through yo knees
You down bad on yo ass nigga, pussy can't even pay no fees
You ain't got no car cause you got yo shit repo'd
Downtown in Chicago smoking on some big dro
And yo bitch say that's the problem
You ain't got no money and you ain't tryna solve nun
You living off of her and she got more bread than yo ass
I make so much money cause all I do spit the facts
Huh, I said you bitches be the problem
And yea you bitches be the problem
And yea you bitches be the problem
You be the problem and baby I can't ohh (solve em)
Writer: oxy luikaine, Jay Munna
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