Correction Lyrics Spending Spree by Babyface Ray

Back

Lyrics

Krazy Mob (Yeah)

You starvin', I get this sh*t regardless, I'm tellin' you
I'm busy, b*t*h, can't fit you in my schedule, I want revenue
All in NYC, I'm at Saks Fifth Avenue
F**k it, cut her off, I seen her out, she like, "I'm mad at you" (Nah)
Suites and courtside seats, players tryna meet
I'm livin' right now, but I got youngins who'll die for me (Yeah)
Get my hands dirty, make it right, this sh*t pottery (Woo)
Talkin' slick, have my n***as blitz, f**k apologies (Woo)
You gon' give me honesty or you gon' lie to me?
All that love I had for her, a ratchet sucked it out me (She nasty)
B*t*h, calm down before I block you, know I'm living drama-free
The empire built like Roc-A-Fella, I ain't tryna link

I got thots and I got bad b*t*hes throwin' t*** on me
I can't talk until I sip my syrup, you gotta pardon me
I just ran up like a buck and a half in Dior joggin' sneaks
My young n***as scam the world so much, f**ked up the economy (Ayy)
I'm too slick, wanna keep your b*t*h? Then keep her from 'round lil' Veeze (Aha)
I ain't sh*t, but pour the syrup so thick, like, I don't wanna sneak it (Who?)
Who the f**k all these f**kin' Wavy Navy wanna-bes? (Who they wanna be?)
I got hitters like raccoons, you least expect it, they gon' be on your street (Bah, bah)
Cop a bean, I got a pill for you, ain't you tryna geek? (Yeah)
Rip the seal, pour the sh*t, so dark look like it's coffee drink
Feel like Steph, I'm 'bout to f**k her friend, I'm bout to hit the three (Swish)
F**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree
Yeah (Yeah)
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Stupid-a** youngin
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree

I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life and went on a spending spree
That lil' n***a from the six, he doing fab just like I'm Emily (Facts)
Ayy, it was love, but that sh*t get you killed, so ain't no sympathy
Xanny, lean, f**k her, then forget her, fraud the remedy (Xanny, lean)
You little n***as be killin' me, spent so much gettin' calls from Louis
Audemars got me ridin' clean, but I'm not talkin' Rucci (Audermars)
F**k a ho, put my cup down, no, f**k it, call me Tunechi
Power mode, right now I'm on go f**kin' all the groupies
Front door action, walk right out the back, he call, I'm like, "Who this?" (Yeah)
I know n***as, they done did a lot, boy, but you won't do this (Yeah)
Got that sh*t to blow, not for show, b*t*h, don't be stupid (Got that sh*t)
Got it for the low, fifty more dressin' up my hooptie (Yeah, smoke)

I ain't gotta flirt with no ho, they be always choosin'
That lil' n***a broke, he a joke, on some Paul Mooney (Slatt)
F**k a n***a wife, out of town, I ain't honeymooning (Huh?)
Poured up so much mud, moving slow like Paul Wall music
Bro been acting scared to fly 'em back, man, f**k it, I'll do it
Knew you still a kid, can't soak my game because I child-proofed it
Babyface my twin, if he don't trust you, then I gotta shoot you
Even though I dress just like a model, I'm no role model, boo
I'm scopin' through the crowd to see the baddest b*t*h, I'm way too picky
They walked me through the back, we seen the chef before we seen security
Call Amiri, they owe me a free shirt, I damn near spent a milli' (Yeah)
B*t*hes hittin' they knees, they Kaepernickin', they know what time it is
Paint the car with Bennies, b*t*hes steppin' on George Washingtons
All my money ain't clean, I'm tryin' my best to try to wash the sh*t
Oh, you wanna dress like me? You gotta cop before they drop the sh*t
Goin' inside of Prada for regular tees, that's how proud I'm is
F**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree
Yeah
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree
Stupid-a** youngin

I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree

music video

Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.