CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : MAGENTA
I believe everything you doin' is make believe
I believe everything you doin' is make believe
I believe if I nut up on her head, maybe it's Maybelline
I might think that I might win a check (yeah)
The best I ball do three, I don't like Nike
Bitch I ball like so hard, I play for Nets
When I shot from three, bitch, it's all net
All those things you said, you can't take back..
All the snakes around you, watch your back
They hate on me, I just sit back and laugh
Cuz my hands turnin' green from all this cash
My pockets looks they got at least two elephants
My neck got chain by the link and it look like a fence
If I pawn all my jewelry it pay president's rent
And she gargling, yes she love every inch
I think I'm in love with the check
And the check love me
It's a blessing to me
I think I'm in love with the check
And the check love me
It's a blessing to me
(Welcome to the club!)
Last I heard from you, you was gon' pop
I just called your label, they told me that you got dropped
No that don't surprise me, boy I know that you a flop
I'm fuckin' his hoe, and he's at home fuckin' his sock
You talkin' 'bout some racks, but they all make believe
She think she the shit, but she ain't shit to me
Only time she ever bad is caked in Maybelline
This music they can't take from me
When I walk in, know its big bank on me
When I'm in the club, I'm like fuck it all dranks on me
That bitch pussy stank low-key (eww)
Gotta push the foreign, no I don't need no key
Your lady eyein' me, she wanna lay with me
Want me on your song? You must be payin' me
Servin' off the lean, I don't know my ABC's
You ain't workin' hard, I know that you're lazy
Imma still have game in my 80s
I cannot give a fuck 'bout no A-Team
Foreign lil bitch, she ate my babies
(Yeah, Imma run a check
Im up next)
I believe everything you doin' is make believe
I believe if I nut up on her head, maybe it's Maybelline
I might think that I might win a check (yeah)
The best I ball do three, I don't like Nike
Bitch I ball like so hard, I play for Nets
When I shot from three, bitch, it's all net
All those things you said, you can't take back..
All the snakes around you, watch your back
They hate on me, I just sit back and laugh
Cuz my hands turnin' green from all this cash
My pockets looks they got at least two elephants
My neck got chain by the link and it look like a fence
If I pawn all my jewelry it pay president's rent
And she gargling, yes she love every inch
I think I'm in love with the check
And the check love me
It's a blessing to me
I think I'm in love with the check
And the check love me
It's a blessing to me
(Welcome to the club!)
Last I heard from you, you was gon' pop
I just called your label, they told me that you got dropped
No that don't surprise me, boy I know that you a flop
I'm fuckin' his hoe, and he's at home fuckin' his sock
You talkin' 'bout some racks, but they all make believe
She think she the shit, but she ain't shit to me
Only time she ever bad is caked in Maybelline
This music they can't take from me
When I walk in, know its big bank on me
When I'm in the club, I'm like fuck it all dranks on me
That bitch pussy stank low-key (eww)
Gotta push the foreign, no I don't need no key
Your lady eyein' me, she wanna lay with me
Want me on your song? You must be payin' me
Servin' off the lean, I don't know my ABC's
You ain't workin' hard, I know that you're lazy
Imma still have game in my 80s
I cannot give a fuck 'bout no A-Team
Foreign lil bitch, she ate my babies
(Yeah, Imma run a check
Im up next)
