CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Can’t Get Enough
(FOREVEROLLING)
Look
Ayy, they didn't show no love when I was comin' up
Now she wanna f**k 'cause she done seen I ran my money up
Run up all these bucks, my pockets big just like a Tonka truck
Fell in love with that, now, babygirl, I just can't get enough
I was switchin' kitchens, make a b*t*h come do my dishes
Runnin' up the digits, I can hear his plain tickin'
Oh, I switched it for the lobster, used to do the chicken
Big Boss C4 the mobster, the bomb still tickin'
Look, I just been addin' up, 'cause I was broke, I had enough
I done got my baggage up, now b*t*hes wanna back it up
Tell me why they mad at us, 'cause they know ain't no pa**in' us
I gеt a check and stack it up, send shots at n***as actin' tough
N***as be hatin' for nothin' 'causе I be stuntin', better go get you some money
I gotta keep it one hundred, I don't do no frontin', you already know how I'm comin'
And no, I ain't goin' for nothin', I be with the shooters and all of my n***as, they gunnin'
Nothin' out of somethin', I used to be broke, now I'm wrappin' that paper like mummy
We get it in and it's a winnin' circle, you cannot get in
F**k a friend and I'm a Florida boy, so b*t*h, don't call me twin
I started countin' at eleven just because I don't pretend
And if we miss, we spin again, I see through n***as like a lense
Ayy, they didn't show no love when I was comin' up
Now she wanna f**k 'cause she done seen I ran my money up
Run up all these bucks, my pockets big just like a Tonka truck
Fell in love with that, now, babygirl, I just can't get enough
I was switchin' kitchens, make a b*t*h come do my dishes
Runnin' up the digits, I can hear his plain tickin'
Oh, I switched it for the lobster, used to do the chicken
Big Boss C4 the mobster, the bomb still tickin'
We was stealin' cars and crashin' it
Told baby come here and put her big ol' a** on me
F**ked her, then I bought a Benz, she out the Acura
This sh*t ain't cheap, I'm taxin' you, Backdoor spin back, I'm jackin' you
Bad lil' b*t*h, relax with her
Amiri 'fit, I skated up
I took a brick and weighed it up
My b*t*h don't slip, she waitin' up
Big Backdoor 3, you wakin' up
My b*t*h go deep, I straighten her
That chopper get to chasin' you
And tell these n***as don't play with us
That yellow bar my favorite bus
I got a couple screws missin'
I walked in and grabbed my pencil
I walked back out, his b*t*h was missin'
In the kitchen whippin'
A monster on these b*t*hes
Backdoor just grant that b*t*h three wishes
And then I'm gone, I'm back to kickin', 4
Ayy, they didn't show no love when I was comin' up
Now she wanna f**k 'cause she done seen I ran my money up
Run up all these bucks, my pockets big just like a Tonka truck
Fell in love with that, now, babygirl, I just can't get enough
I was switchin' kitchens, make a b*t*h come do my dishes
Runnin' up the digits, I can hear his plain tickin'
Oh, I switched it for the lobster, used to do the chicken
Sent a message through a pigeon, brung him back, his head was missin'
Look
Ayy, they didn't show no love when I was comin' up
Now she wanna f**k 'cause she done seen I ran my money up
Run up all these bucks, my pockets big just like a Tonka truck
Fell in love with that, now, babygirl, I just can't get enough
I was switchin' kitchens, make a b*t*h come do my dishes
Runnin' up the digits, I can hear his plain tickin'
Oh, I switched it for the lobster, used to do the chicken
Big Boss C4 the mobster, the bomb still tickin'
Look, I just been addin' up, 'cause I was broke, I had enough
I done got my baggage up, now b*t*hes wanna back it up
Tell me why they mad at us, 'cause they know ain't no pa**in' us
I gеt a check and stack it up, send shots at n***as actin' tough
N***as be hatin' for nothin' 'causе I be stuntin', better go get you some money
I gotta keep it one hundred, I don't do no frontin', you already know how I'm comin'
And no, I ain't goin' for nothin', I be with the shooters and all of my n***as, they gunnin'
Nothin' out of somethin', I used to be broke, now I'm wrappin' that paper like mummy
We get it in and it's a winnin' circle, you cannot get in
F**k a friend and I'm a Florida boy, so b*t*h, don't call me twin
I started countin' at eleven just because I don't pretend
And if we miss, we spin again, I see through n***as like a lense
Ayy, they didn't show no love when I was comin' up
Now she wanna f**k 'cause she done seen I ran my money up
Run up all these bucks, my pockets big just like a Tonka truck
Fell in love with that, now, babygirl, I just can't get enough
I was switchin' kitchens, make a b*t*h come do my dishes
Runnin' up the digits, I can hear his plain tickin'
Oh, I switched it for the lobster, used to do the chicken
Big Boss C4 the mobster, the bomb still tickin'
We was stealin' cars and crashin' it
Told baby come here and put her big ol' a** on me
F**ked her, then I bought a Benz, she out the Acura
This sh*t ain't cheap, I'm taxin' you, Backdoor spin back, I'm jackin' you
Bad lil' b*t*h, relax with her
Amiri 'fit, I skated up
I took a brick and weighed it up
My b*t*h don't slip, she waitin' up
Big Backdoor 3, you wakin' up
My b*t*h go deep, I straighten her
That chopper get to chasin' you
And tell these n***as don't play with us
That yellow bar my favorite bus
I got a couple screws missin'
I walked in and grabbed my pencil
I walked back out, his b*t*h was missin'
In the kitchen whippin'
A monster on these b*t*hes
Backdoor just grant that b*t*h three wishes
And then I'm gone, I'm back to kickin', 4
Ayy, they didn't show no love when I was comin' up
Now she wanna f**k 'cause she done seen I ran my money up
Run up all these bucks, my pockets big just like a Tonka truck
Fell in love with that, now, babygirl, I just can't get enough
I was switchin' kitchens, make a b*t*h come do my dishes
Runnin' up the digits, I can hear his plain tickin'
Oh, I switched it for the lobster, used to do the chicken
Sent a message through a pigeon, brung him back, his head was missin'
