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Housewife Reputation Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Plug & TBC
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Timothy Harkins




Young Plug & TBC - Housewife Reputation Lyrics
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I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
Yea, don't got the time to look into the past, past (Mmm)
Stickin' in the present yea I don't like them flashbacks (Flashbacks)
Only got the time for the cash, cash (Cash)
Getting paid, yea you know I got them racks, racks (Uh-huh)
Tell 'em that I do it for the bread (Bread)
I don't wanna hit I wanna get some head
Tell 'em you'd be better off dead (Pop)
Hop up out the coupe and I'll see to it instead
Holy, moly
I tell 'em that I know that you're for me
Rolly, rolly, rolly
Flex my ice and it shines on the low key
I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
Shit got me f*cked up and I call her a hon (Hon)
Gas so strong and it hit me on the run
Tell 'em we runnin' but we do it for the fun
All you snitches are so f*ckin' done
Hit her three times and I give her a son (Son)
Cap shit, yea I f*cked and I won
Grind on the track and I close up the bun
We out alive and we ditchin' the gun
Where to go
I don't know (Huh)
We so fly (Uh-huh)
We so strong (Mmm)
Hit a lick (Lick)
Make a run (Run)
Touchin' down (Down)
I'm the plug (Plug)
Holy, moly
I tell 'em that I know that you're for me
Rolly, rolly, rolly
Flex my ice and it shines on the low key
I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
I tell 'em that it's all about the comeback
Everybody watching as we gettin' all our cups smacked
Tell 'em not to doubt 'cause I just made this team stacked
Made a couple shots and now we callin' a rerack
I pull up with the shot yea it's a free throw
I bang it in the cup 'cause you know that I'm a cheat code
We coming back just like we pros
Got all them jawns all screamin' T Beau
Holy, moly
I tell 'em that I know that you're for me
Rolly, rolly, rolly
Flex my ice and it shines on the low key
I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
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I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
Yea, don't got the time to look into the past, past (Mmm)
Stickin' in the present yea I don't like them flashbacks (Flashbacks)
Only got the time for the cash, cash (Cash)
Getting paid, yea you know I got them racks, racks (Uh-huh)
Tell 'em that I do it for the bread (Bread)
I don't wanna hit I wanna get some head
Tell 'em you'd be better off dead (Pop)
Hop up out the coupe and I'll see to it instead
Holy, moly
I tell 'em that I know that you're for me
Rolly, rolly, rolly
Flex my ice and it shines on the low key
I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
Shit got me f*cked up and I call her a hon (Hon)
Gas so strong and it hit me on the run
Tell 'em we runnin' but we do it for the fun
All you snitches are so f*ckin' done
Hit her three times and I give her a son (Son)
Cap shit, yea I f*cked and I won
Grind on the track and I close up the bun
We out alive and we ditchin' the gun
Where to go
I don't know (Huh)
We so fly (Uh-huh)
We so strong (Mmm)
Hit a lick (Lick)
Make a run (Run)
Touchin' down (Down)
I'm the plug (Plug)
Holy, moly
I tell 'em that I know that you're for me
Rolly, rolly, rolly
Flex my ice and it shines on the low key
I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
I tell 'em that it's all about the comeback
Everybody watching as we gettin' all our cups smacked
Tell 'em not to doubt 'cause I just made this team stacked
Made a couple shots and now we callin' a rerack
I pull up with the shot yea it's a free throw
I bang it in the cup 'cause you know that I'm a cheat code
We coming back just like we pros
Got all them jawns all screamin' T Beau
Holy, moly
I tell 'em that I know that you're for me
Rolly, rolly, rolly
Flex my ice and it shines on the low key
I don't wanna end up on the fast track
I just wanna play and try and get this comeback
I don't have the time to go and relax
I don't wanna f*ck a bitch 'cause she don't write back
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Writer: Timothy Harkins
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