Lyrics
Had to come flip the script
Had a big bone to pick
Got the short end of sticks
So we made a fire with it
Let it burn to a crisp
Now that's a sure fire flip
She's a boss, she's a bitch
I take that as a compliment
I see 'em on a real low
Leave 'em on a high note
Always lead with love, yuh
Mama raised me thorough
They better wake up
Boys around the way up
You ain't finna play her
Shawty gon' get that paper
Shawty tongue rip like razor
Shawty got wit, got flavour
Pardon my tits and make-up, uh, uh
Pay her
Dribble then hit that lay up
Shawty ain't with them games, yuh
Shawty gon' get that paper
Pay her
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give, give me
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go
I've been trying not to go
Please proceed to light this bitch up
Life ain't fair, you fight for your cut
Think I spy your eye on my bucks
Great, look, now the lion woke up
You're eyeing my shit, inquiring shit
You live for the minor event, I finally slip
You built on the bodies of men
Nobody winning, contain what I'm bottling in
Shawty gon' get that paper
Shawty tongue rip like razor
Shawty got wit, got flavour
Pardon my tits and make-up, uh, uh
Pay her
Dribble then hit that lay up
Shawty ain't with them games, yuh
Shawty gon' get that paper
Pay her
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give, give me
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