[00:00.000] 作词 : Summrs/Romello Robinson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Summrs/Romello Robinson
[00:10.526]B***h you know that I'm a player
[00:11.427]**** on this b***h then I lay up
[00:12.933]Ecstasy make me stay up
[00:14.635]B***h tryna get in my paper
[00:16.449]Sippin' on yel' like a Laker
[00:18.010]A lil' hesi' move, yeah, I faked ya'
[00:19.575]All of this money, yeah, that I got, I'll be good if we break up
[00:23.015]Pop in this b***h like a pill and my pockets be heavy
[00:25.562]Tell that boy get his cake up
[00:26.567]Livi shoes and [?] soon as I walk in the room
[00:28.235]I ain't gotta say much
[00:29.830]Brenda in the sky, still wondering why
[00:31.821]Why she had to die, made me wanna die
[00:33.213]Shit had made me cry, hold me for the night, tell me it'll be alright
[00:36.450]High in LAX, missed my flight
[00:38.465]Love them drugs baby, this my life
[00:39.912]Too many b*****s in one night, too many b*****s broke my heart
[00:43.349]Blame me up, my life’s so dull
[00:45.111]Most of my nigga locked behind bars
[00:46.838]Dissin' bars, poppin' bars
[00:48.515]Kickin' broads out my car
[00:50.058]Come to **** with me, you live too far
[00:51.899]Wock forever, 'til death do us 'part
[00:53.556]I'ma run off if he sell me par
[00:54.946]Made me damage off of Xanax bars
[00:56.709]You making me feel like I'm nothing
[01:00.789]Everytime I see you out clubbing
[01:02.197]All of this ****in' money I'm touching
[01:03.917]And you got the nerve to try to thug me?
[01:05.543]All of my b*****s still want me
[01:07.273]See me out and they be tryna hug me
[01:09.516]Even though you know you wanna **** me
[01:10.936](When you depressed)
[01:11.812]You depending on my money
[01:12.619](Talkin' 'bout my ex)
[01:13.345]You ain’t her like it's funny
[01:14.238]Cut you off and get you back next morning
[01:15.876]Pour up dirty Fanta's in the morning
[01:17.350]I wake up, I think about some money
[01:19.046]I ain't mean to cheat bae, I was horny
[01:20.756]On another pint I'm scorin', snorin'
[01:30.117]Even though you know you wanna **** me
[01:31.093](When you depressed)
[01:31.992]You depending on my money
[01:32.772](Talkin' 'bout my ex)
[01:33.405]You ain’t her like it's funny
[01:34.350]Cut you off and get you back next morning
[01:36.073]Pour up dirty Fanta's in the morning
[01:37.771]I wake up, I think about some money
[01:39.301]I ain't mean to cheat bae, I was horny
[01:41.094]On another pint I'm scorin', snorin'

作词 : Summrs/Romello Robinson
作曲 : Summrs/Romello Robinson
B***h you know that I'm a player
**** on this b***h then I lay up
Ecstasy make me stay up
B***h tryna get in my paper
Sippin' on yel' like a Laker
A lil' hesi' move, yeah, I faked ya'
All of this money, yeah, that I got, I'll be good if we break up
Pop in this b***h like a pill and my pockets be heavy
Tell that boy get his cake up
Livi shoes and soon as I walk in the room
I ain't gotta say much
Brenda in the sky, still wondering why
Why she had to die, made me wanna die
Shit had made me cry, hold me for the night, tell me it'll be alright
High in LAX, missed my flight
Love them drugs baby, this my life
Too many b*****s in one night, too many b*****s broke my heart
Blame me up, my life’s so dull
Most of my nigga locked behind bars
Dissin' bars, poppin' bars
Kickin' broads out my car
Come to **** with me, you live too far
Wock forever, 'til death do us 'part
I'ma run off if he sell me par
Made me damage off of Xanax bars
You making me feel like I'm nothing
Everytime I see you out clubbing
All of this ****in' money I'm touching
And you got the nerve to try to thug me?
All of my b*****s still want me
See me out and they be tryna hug me
Even though you know you wanna **** me
(When you depressed)
You depending on my money
(Talkin' 'bout my ex)
You ain’t her like it's funny
Cut you off and get you back next morning
Pour up dirty Fanta's in the morning
I wake up, I think about some money
I ain't mean to cheat bae, I was horny
On another pint I'm scorin', snorin'
Even though you know you wanna **** me
(When you depressed)
You depending on my money
(Talkin' 'bout my ex)
You ain’t her like it's funny
Cut you off and get you back next morning
Pour up dirty Fanta's in the morning
I wake up, I think about some money
I ain't mean to cheat bae, I was horny
On another pint I'm scorin', snorin'