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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arthur Dos Santos
Arthur Dos Santos
Songwriter

Lyrics

(That boy Jdolla go crazy)
Yeah-yeah, whoooa
(ザック、こんにちは)
Prayin', she lookin' for company
Baby, come find it in me
Be the Martin to your Gina, baby
That's all I wanna be
But shit, if it don't, the money counter still—
Fffffft, bee, fffffft, beeeeee
She want that Lilo/Stitch
Told her, "I wanna get rich"
I watered down my wrist
I got the codeine in my piss
Girl, fuck it, it was what it was
Told her it is what it is
Bitch, I feel like Fazo, they can't flex like this
Everyday a new payroll bag, look just like chips
Wanna know who the man are? Baby, yeah, I is
In a Hellcat, that bitch soaring
Had to cut her off, she was boring
Ex fucked me up, rainy days, it was pourin'
But now she call my phone and I'm ignorin'
Hoes come quick and the money go fast
Remember the struggle, left it in the past
Now my money, I get through it, faxed
Everyday, gotta live like my last
Prayin', she lookin' for company
Baby come find it in me
Be the Martin to your Gina, baby
That's all I wanna be
But shit, if it don't, the money counter still—
Fffffft, bee, fffffft, beeeeee
Bee, beeeeee
Bee
Written by: Arthur Dos Santos
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