I don't think I'm going back
Even if I get lonely man screw her
Everything I meant that's a fact
I gotta count these blues up
Pour the Dusse up
You call your Uber?
I'm with my new bitch
She Jimmy Chooed up
Blowing dope out the Bentley roof truck
Cause I aint retracing my steps
For no chick with some mileage
I still f*cked in my collection you apart of it
I need a new one when I want cause I get tired of them
Buy that bitch Chanel make her forget who her nigga is
You f*cking with a young boss nigga bitch I'm really rich
What you care about?
Who commenting or you want diamonds
Grab her all designer shit
Rolex, piguets, yachts and shit
Cause my bitch don't want no Fashion Nova
She a boss bitch I told you
Big Celine in the Rover
Man I f*ck her so good
Isn't she lovely
When I throw her money, she wanna f*ck me
You believe in love?
Then you believe in us
You tell me what I want
I tell you what you want
But why you always talking
When I be laid back
You got a loud mouth
But bitch I don't play that
Love to argue when she only got her panties on
Doing things that make a nigga wanna pull them off
You the one that make a nigga wanna break the law
Drop everything and throw your hands on the wall
Cause it mean something to me when I be looking thru those pretty brown eyes
Pretty red lips but behind it is thousand lies
And the only thing I never wanna see you
Is see you cry
Cause I'll work a 9-5, I'll do the crime and the time for you
Cause my bitch don't want no Fashion Nova
She a boss bitch I told you
Big Celine in the Rover
Man I f*ck her so good
Isn't she lovely
When I throw her money, she wanna f*ck me
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I don't think I'm going back
Even if I get lonely man screw her
Everything I meant that's a fact
I gotta count these blues up
Pour the Dusse up
You call your Uber?
I'm with my new bitch
She Jimmy Chooed up
Blowing dope out the Bentley roof truck
Cause I aint retracing my steps
For no chick with some mileage
I still f*cked in my collection you apart of it
I need a new one when I want cause I get tired of them
Buy that bitch Chanel make her forget who her nigga is
You f*cking with a young boss nigga bitch I'm really rich
What you care about?
Who commenting or you want diamonds
Grab her all designer shit
Rolex, piguets, yachts and shit
Cause my bitch don't want no Fashion Nova
She a boss bitch I told you
Big Celine in the Rover
Man I f*ck her so good
Isn't she lovely
When I throw her money, she wanna f*ck me
You believe in love?
Then you believe in us
You tell me what I want
I tell you what you want
But why you always talking
When I be laid back
You got a loud mouth
But bitch I don't play that
Love to argue when she only got her panties on
Doing things that make a nigga wanna pull them off
You the one that make a nigga wanna break the law
Drop everything and throw your hands on the wall
Cause it mean something to me when I be looking thru those pretty brown eyes
Pretty red lips but behind it is thousand lies
And the only thing I never wanna see you
Is see you cry
Cause I'll work a 9-5, I'll do the crime and the time for you
Cause my bitch don't want no Fashion Nova
She a boss bitch I told you
Big Celine in the Rover
Man I f*ck her so good
Isn't she lovely
When I throw her money, she wanna f*ck me
Even if I get lonely man screw her
Everything I meant that's a fact
I gotta count these blues up
Pour the Dusse up
You call your Uber?
I'm with my new bitch
She Jimmy Chooed up
Blowing dope out the Bentley roof truck
Cause I aint retracing my steps
For no chick with some mileage
I still f*cked in my collection you apart of it
I need a new one when I want cause I get tired of them
Buy that bitch Chanel make her forget who her nigga is
You f*cking with a young boss nigga bitch I'm really rich
What you care about?
Who commenting or you want diamonds
Grab her all designer shit
Rolex, piguets, yachts and shit
Cause my bitch don't want no Fashion Nova
She a boss bitch I told you
Big Celine in the Rover
Man I f*ck her so good
Isn't she lovely
When I throw her money, she wanna f*ck me
You believe in love?
Then you believe in us
You tell me what I want
I tell you what you want
But why you always talking
When I be laid back
You got a loud mouth
But bitch I don't play that
Love to argue when she only got her panties on
Doing things that make a nigga wanna pull them off
You the one that make a nigga wanna break the law
Drop everything and throw your hands on the wall
Cause it mean something to me when I be looking thru those pretty brown eyes
Pretty red lips but behind it is thousand lies
And the only thing I never wanna see you
Is see you cry
Cause I'll work a 9-5, I'll do the crime and the time for you
Cause my bitch don't want no Fashion Nova
She a boss bitch I told you
Big Celine in the Rover
Man I f*ck her so good
Isn't she lovely
When I throw her money, she wanna f*ck me