MB - Whisper to Me Lyrics

MB
Hmm
Check
Big talk we talkin' 'bout the money here
When i come around they be acting all funny here
No time for your shade, set it straight, make it sunny here
Imma switch my raps, make it jump like a bunny here (skrrrt)
All these haters talking slick but keep it real though
Imma get my money, watch your mouth, cause that's some real flow
All em haters want my crown, baby that's some real gold
Everybody lookin' for a way to be MB goals
All my peope stand up! (Up)
Put your hands in the air
Make it clap, clap, clap
Blow your money if you dare
Pretty girls in the club
Pretty kitty is popping
And you know that i love it, when your ass be dropping down
You just throw it back and pose for me
Imma take some snaps for me
Be me in this bitch you'll never take a lose so ride with me
And you know how I'd be when I'm relaxed
So take back what you said and drop down dead for me
I love it, i hate it, babe I'm so fascinated
I might drop dehydrated
Yes you ruin my status
Told her to stop what you doing cause I cannot take it
She got the BBW but ain't a basic bitch waiting
Uh
Who they talking to? Who they talking to? (hold up wait)
Who they talking? Who the f*ck they think they talking to?
That's me, (that's me) MB
Can't see what you doing baby girl come on
Whisper to me (soldier)
Whisper to me
Too sexy girl
Too sexy girl
So sexy baby
Whisper to me
Drop it down ass all over my face
All that bang bang she know how to put it in place (ey)
Lookin' at my girl like sheesh i just took a taste (taste)
Now all 'em haters ride my dick like it's a f*cking race
Man all that money like Diddy
Checks pilling in cities
I'll be pleasing her kitty
While playing with her titties
Haters on my neck like chains that'll make me look gritty
I don't ride a "smart" bitch cause I'm already witty
All my bitches where you at? (Where you at?)
Put your hands on 'em cheeks
Then slap slap slap
Make it wiggle in 'em jeans
Might have to snap it but it's so big won't fit in my screen
She's a big cake bitch lookin' for a man yelling "kream"
I was flexin' dude I was flexin' (simmer down)
Bet you on the net looking up my ex's
And you know im trouble MB always vexin'
I got a new big ass bitch and I ain't worried where my ex been
When i show up
Money rolls up
Big balls stuff
I'm always blowing up
You ass seated in the back this shit for grown ups
If it ain't simba born then I ain't holding up (nah nah)
Get it? If they didn't know then i ain't teachin' 'em suckers
Let it sync in you head bitch I'm always leadin' 'em uppers
Huge ass on my lap with a drink in her hand
The name is MB bitch now lean on me sexy and
Whisper to me (soldier)
Too sexy girl (too sexy girl)
Too sexy girl (too sexy girl)
So sexy baby (yeah, yeah)
Whisper to me
Too late