And send a text to your DM Five hunnid for your fuckin´ hair Two hunnid for your fuckin´ nails You runnin´ out of shoes to wear So I bought you another pair
Girl, I got you another dress So bring yo´ ass up-down them stairs I buy you shit because you rare And, plus, because you know I care Bitch, you know you love it here That´s why you keep on comin´ near Your nigga can´t compete, I swear (Nah, for real) He tried, but now he look too weak, baby
I´ll come and slide by 8 p.m
And send a text to your DM Five hunnid for your fuckin´ hair Two hunnid for your fuckin´ nails You runnin´ out of shoes to wear So I bought you another pair You runnin´ out of shoes to wear So I bought you another pair
I´ll come and slide by 8 p.m
What did I do to deserve you? Don´t even know what I did Been prayin´ on me since a kid I guess it´s just luck if you say so How you get all of that body and face, though? What kinda water they servin´ in Clayco?
This is me talkin´, it´s not the añejo Ready to pop out, but we gotta lay low I really gotta calm down ´Fore I end up in jeopardy just like the game show Broski my twin, that´s my bestie He love me, said I got the blessin´ I swear he´s gassin´ me up There´s no way in hell I see you passing me up Almost said I loved your ass right after we fucked Don´t know why, girl, it was on the tip of my tongue Yeah, found someone I´m fallin´ for You hit me back, we´re talkin´ more now The bodies that you caught before (They don´t) Make me mad or insecure (I´m good) A thousand on your fuckin´ hair
Two hunnid on your fuckin´ nails, for real This shit feel like a fairy tale (I swear) I´ll make them open up Chanel, ch-ch I´m a stand-up guy like Dave Chappelle I was cursed, you ´bout to break the spell, for real Tell that nigga that you done with him Girl, who cares if he gon´ take it well? You´re done
(Five hunnid for your fuckin´ hair) (Two hunnid for your fuckin´ nails)