Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She say she want the finer things
She say she want the finer things in life
She say she want the finer things
She say she want the finer things in life
And I know she wanna
And I know she wanna
She say she want the finer things
[Verse 2]
Trying to put you on beyond
We on eon, the stars away
No neon thoughts about broadway
Cigar, the Don way, calm
Hard, ain't a damn thing flawed
Poor thing, miss, soft kiss the scars of kings
Crowns made of skeletons to bling
Caffeine to the nerve
Wait, I verb it out
Gotta sing it to the words, off key
Peace, beauty and the beef
Beats at your piece
With a 3-piece crease
Tryna impress the fee
Holler with a dollar, get a hotter product
The winning team velvet me out the goblet
How they won't tell
Our love will fail
With a author
I pen her to the sheet, stroke novels
Full throttle on the link cast beats
Like sonic, underwater for the brink
Need dollars, do the knowledge right
Lit a blunt from a candle light
Candle lies, find finer things in life
[Verse 3]
This remind me of merlot
This remind me of fur coats
This remind me of purple, crown royal
It sound royal when you let mad lib design sound for you
Boomin' out the Yamaha's violin
Killin' like a Kamikaze pilot
Spit flames like a Molotov ignited
But somebody gotta write it
Songs for the girls, 'cause somebody's gotta buy it
Soft skin and scented lotion
Liquor's open
Hop in, girl, let's get in motion
Bending corners, bumpin' the emotions
Left coasted, let's smoke it
Going deep like I'm breast stroking
Going long like I'm Rex Grossman
I get stretched open
Head bangin' shit, neck broken
'Cause it be like that
Baby girl, don't look at me like that
She say she want the finer things
'Cause it be like that
Baby girl, don't look at me like that
[Verse 4]
She say she want the finer things
She say she want the finer things in life
She say she want the finer things
She say she want the finer things in life
And I know she wanna
And I know she wanna
She say she want the finer things
[Verse 5]
Hold me down when I'm on a tour
A marriage of the mind is no common law
Dance floor, two stepping to some old school
'Cause bands make her dance
Like the Commodores
Do me long, do me strong
Make me want it more
Make me give to ya whims
Make me wanna crawl
Make me wanna bawl
Drop all of it, spend a night on the town
So star studded
Black card, living on the rush, card budget
Y'all love it
[Verse 6]
I kissed her with a goodbye after breakfast
She sent a text sayin' she was back in Texas
I miss her like the nights we would drive the Lexus
The homie owe me lettuce, so he let us
I find her phone number in my old cell
Try to build a home with her, not a hotel
Mama stay put, oh well
She don't tell
Cell phone clientele, no Hov and Kel
Fiesta, she all dressed up
Back of my mind, I'm tryna find where we messed up
She wine and dine, but when dimes get spent up
I wonder will she give me back that time I lent her
We gettin' bent in the Benz pick her friends up
Makes you think, was she worth it in the end, huh?
I wonder what she do when she think players
Players
[Verse 7]
She say she want the finer things
She say she want the finer things in life
She say she want the finer things
She say she want the finer things in life
And I know she wanna
And I know she wanna
She say she want the finer things
Written by: Johnson Barnes III, Nick Rodriguez, Otis Jackson Jr
