I used to think about how you would act when a nigga got money Now you done switched up on me Now you wanna say "What´s up?" to me Okay, so now you wanna make love to me
Girl if you don´t get the fuck from me I know you thought we had somethin´ special But you don´t mean nothin´ to me Girl I´m sorry, you not the one for me
Just be honest, girl, what you want from me? This ain´t nothin´ new, keep it so 100 I can´t let none of these niggas get one up on me I go by Gawd Tiller, you better run from me Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money
Adios to them bitches, can´t get a hug from me I´m high on life, that´s what it does for me My numbers goin´ up, I feel a buzz comin´ (One up)
Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell ´em come with you (´Cause I´m on nigga) And we like, bitches with they own shit We don´t like gold diggers
Girl if you don´t get the fuck from me I know you thought we had somethin´ special But you don´t mean nothin´ to me Girl I´m sorry, you not the one for me
This the shit I don´t condone in Cheatin´ on your man but you can get it if you want it
Lookin´ for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit Nigga takin´ shots, send ´em back, check the postage, yeah Hatin´ ass nigga, why won´t you shut up? This the motherfuckin´ 502 come up And every time I´m back in the city Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (Cause I´m on, nigga)
Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell ´em come with you (´Cause I´m on nigga) And we like, bitches with they own shit We don´t like gold diggers
Girl if you don´t get the fuck from me I know you thought we had somethin´ special
But you don´t mean nothin´ to me Girl I´m sorry, you not the one for me
Every nigga did you wrong, except for me I´m next to blow and so you should´ve been next to me Say you lovesick, girl I got the remedy I´ll give you long dick and longevity Don´t settle for less or for infidelity Niggas ain´t built like me He can´t bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me Or even keep the business behind his lips like me I got a hundred fuckin´ problems Good brain, am I fuckin´ with a scholar? Woodgrain, I´ma grip it when I whip it If I take a shot and brick it, I´ma flip it Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it
Gotta make sure my brothers is eating, I´ma split it If she throw that pussy at me I´ma hit it Pen Griffey, but she won´t get a penny, no (Boy, if you don´t get!)
Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell ´em come with you (´cause I´m on witcha) And we like, bitches with they own shit We don´t like gold diggers
Girl if you don´t get the fuck from me I know you thought we had somethin´ special But you don´t mean nothin´ to me Girl I´m sorry, you not the one for me
Hey Goddamn Hey We don´t like gold diggers... Goddamn I´m winnin´, I´m winnin´ Goddamn I´m winnin´ Oh no!