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Finesse

 

Finesse

(album: Ether - 2017)


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I ain't been this fucked up in a while
Don't know how I made it to the house
Woke up with two bitches in my house
Talking bout they wanna have my child
Shawty, then the next thing (Finesse, finesse)
She try to finesse me (Finesse, finesse)
Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild
I say who am I, to let her down
Now she running in and out of shows
And the same time, running out of towels
Yes, she can hold a couple thous
If I give it to her, she gon' run her mouth
She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse)

If I had a someone, would you lie for me?
If I had a hundred, would you ride for me?
If I ain't make it home, would you cry for me?
Motherfucking liar
She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)
Say she like it rough, she like it wild
I say you a model, let it down

The fountain of youth I think I done found it
How you say your name? I can't pronounce it
Flying a bitch, you can go out with
You probably gon' ask me to buy a mouthpiece
She know the promoters and all the bouncers
Too much on my mind, like an accountant
She said I'm 'bout to make an announcement
Bye-bye, I think I deserve an allowance
And then the next thing
I woke up in the west wing
Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild
Ghetto bitch, I think she wet the towels
Now she running in and out of shows
At the same time, fucking up the couch
She wanting me to hit it for a hour
If I give it to her, she gon' run her mouth
She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse)

If I had a someone, would you lie for me?
If I had a hundred, would you ride for me?
If I ain't make it home, would you cry for me?
Motherfucking liar
She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)
Say she like it rough, she like it wild
I say you a model, let it down

If I had a someone, would you lie for me?
If I had a hundred, would you ride for me?
If I ain't make it home, would you cry for me?
Motherfucking liar
She try to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)

done

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