Luv It
(专辑: Lizzobangers - 2014)
Mane, hold up, tell me how you really feel Gripping on the
wood grain in the
Coupe de Ville Dripping stains, swerving lanes, acting bad, grabbing cash In the
Frenchies, bad, representing south of the
H-Town Bout to ball at the
mall, call it Galleria Hating niggas from a
distance, call it like I
see it "Yes, ma'am" and "No, ma'am", they always glad to meet ya Stunting up in Pappadeaux's, they always glad to treat ya Sexy papi though, starts down with that shiny grill Looking out of his tinted window, I
know it's something like (What's the
deal?) So throwed, riding slow, my clique jazzy, yo' clique hoes, ew! Wouldn't touch 'em with a
50-foot pole, even Pepé Le Pew said no I'm a
playa, I
don't let nobody take my shine I
get mine, you could feel me like my [?] around We getting down all the
way till the
sun come up Sipping all the
purple all out the
white cup How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill Huh, you know I
love it, mane Uh, you know I
love it, mane Yeah, love it, mane These fickle, fickle niggas holding out for a
pretty penny You swallowing the
truth and now you wizzing like it's Henny I'm "run, Forest, run"-ing and my instincts be Jenny Jenny Craiging on them boys, I
cut the
fat and keep the
skinny Here's a
skinny on them motherfuckers that get caught up Yeah, you tryna be the
man and ya pushing ya luck And you fronting like we homies then you call me like I
owe thee What about the
shit you owe me like the
time I
spent with yo' ass for free? You really think I'd waste my time with you? Building a
business relationship if the
shit gon' sink? Nigga, that's how you really feel? Nigga, that's how you think? Think again next time ya come stepping to me Cause I
wasn't put on this earth to sing back up for you Especially if you gon' be selfish and not come through And I
told yo' ho ass partner "Go fuck off" too So we know why I
don't fuck around with you And I
hope it burns in yo' stomach cause Lizzo on the
rise And I
won't respond to yo' e-mails like "Duh", surprise And I
don't hold grudges but, boy, ya cut off And, I
mean, you got a
little bit of talent but that's not enough Awwww maannn How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? How ya like me? How ya like me now cause I'm real? Touch down, piece and chain, fool, shiny grill