Yeah
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but now I'm married to the bank
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And I got so many gifts they call me Mr. Holiday
Told these bitches that I'd give a call back
And the last one probably waiting on her call back, yeah
Dodging all my exes when I land in SFB
So the GTR they got me came in all black
On the, east side with a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli' on my head, know a nigga wish he could, aye
She fell in love and want him to care
Something the that's real for both of them even when he isn't there
But babe you know, the fact that he's never gonna love ya
And she won't accept nobody else with her love but the nigga right there
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but I'm now married to the pain
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And this nympho that I'm f*cking fell in love before I came
On the, east side wit a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli on my head, know a nigga wish he could
And I got some bodies that runnin' some bodies that saying they love me but I couldn't care
She want somebody that don't love her body but love everything about her but the mirror
She like the parties that don't love nobody and that shit was prolly what's bringing her tears
Can't be love in with no one, except for the nigga that's standing right here, uh
No love for my hoes in trap
No love for my hoes where I'm at
No love for the foes with that 226
Fake friends with a SIG at my back
Ain't this wonderful, ain't this great?
Used be in love but now a nigga getting paid
Heart broke pieces that she picking off the floor
Baby know these streets are never f*cking safe
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but I'm now married to the pain
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And this nympho that I'm f*cking fell in love before I came
On the, east side wit a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli on my head know, a nigga wish he could, aye
J. Paris - Wonderful Lyrics
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Yeah
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but now I'm married to the bank
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And I got so many gifts they call me Mr. Holiday
Told these bitches that I'd give a call back
And the last one probably waiting on her call back, yeah
Dodging all my exes when I land in SFB
So the GTR they got me came in all black
On the, east side with a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli' on my head, know a nigga wish he could, aye
She fell in love and want him to care
Something the that's real for both of them even when he isn't there
But babe you know, the fact that he's never gonna love ya
And she won't accept nobody else with her love but the nigga right there
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but I'm now married to the pain
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And this nympho that I'm f*cking fell in love before I came
On the, east side wit a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli on my head, know a nigga wish he could
And I got some bodies that runnin' some bodies that saying they love me but I couldn't care
She want somebody that don't love her body but love everything about her but the mirror
She like the parties that don't love nobody and that shit was prolly what's bringing her tears
Can't be love in with no one, except for the nigga that's standing right here, uh
No love for my hoes in trap
No love for my hoes where I'm at
No love for the foes with that 226
Fake friends with a SIG at my back
Ain't this wonderful, ain't this great?
Used be in love but now a nigga getting paid
Heart broke pieces that she picking off the floor
Baby know these streets are never f*cking safe
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but I'm now married to the pain
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And this nympho that I'm f*cking fell in love before I came
On the, east side wit a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli on my head know, a nigga wish he could, aye
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but now I'm married to the bank
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And I got so many gifts they call me Mr. Holiday
Told these bitches that I'd give a call back
And the last one probably waiting on her call back, yeah
Dodging all my exes when I land in SFB
So the GTR they got me came in all black
On the, east side with a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli' on my head, know a nigga wish he could, aye
She fell in love and want him to care
Something the that's real for both of them even when he isn't there
But babe you know, the fact that he's never gonna love ya
And she won't accept nobody else with her love but the nigga right there
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but I'm now married to the pain
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And this nympho that I'm f*cking fell in love before I came
On the, east side wit a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli on my head, know a nigga wish he could
And I got some bodies that runnin' some bodies that saying they love me but I couldn't care
She want somebody that don't love her body but love everything about her but the mirror
She like the parties that don't love nobody and that shit was prolly what's bringing her tears
Can't be love in with no one, except for the nigga that's standing right here, uh
No love for my hoes in trap
No love for my hoes where I'm at
No love for the foes with that 226
Fake friends with a SIG at my back
Ain't this wonderful, ain't this great?
Used be in love but now a nigga getting paid
Heart broke pieces that she picking off the floor
Baby know these streets are never f*cking safe
Ain't this great? Feels like yesterday
Used be in love but I'm now married to the pain
Pockets so damn thick they I'm getting overweight
And this nympho that I'm f*cking fell in love before I came
On the, east side wit a check so good
30 on the Birkin 'cause the sex so good
Speaking on my name, know I wish a nigga would
And a milli on my head know, a nigga wish he could, aye
Writer: Naaji Hylton
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