Lyrics

I’m like ooo
Hit em with the rules
Ice me up or ice you out
I guess that just my mood When i'm in bag
I pop out and act a fool
If u ain’t got materials Then why you in my view? Baby I’m just P I C K Y Baby im just P I C K Y When I make a movie Can’t help that I’m choosy Baby I’m just P I C K Y
Ain’t no switching sides
You been on my mind, all day, all day You’d have to be blind
To see that you ain’t mine
Oh yeah oh yeah
  
I like pink bouquets Iced baguettes Private jets
Furry pets
What’s my birthday? Don’t forget Post us on the internet
Yes im choosy step aside
Need someone with a spending side I’m not into most these guys
I’m too picky can't decide
I’m like ooo
Hit em with the rules
Ice me up or ice you out
I guess that just my mood When im in bag
I pop out and act a fool
If u ain’t got materials Then why you in my view? Baby I’m just P I C K Y Baby im just P I C K Y When I make a movie Can’t help that I’m choosy
 
Baby I’m just P I C K Y
Baby I’m picky
But I never been a pick-me
Choose her if you prefer a penny
Me, I’m a dime and you gotta have plenty
If you want a woman like me, get it sexy
Yes please, need bags and a jet ski
Can’t help that the money so tempting
Ain’t no [bumps] up on my arms
Have you ever seen a bumper sticker on a Bentley Oh no (no), cash flow everywhere I go
I’m so (oh) all the way up to Tokyo
I want what I want, you ain’t got it then I’ll be gone Hit my pose, then I (ah) hit the dough, here we go
I’m like ooo
Hit em with the rules
Ice me up or ice you out
I guess that just my mood When im in bag
I pop out and act a fool
If u ain’t got materials Then why you in my view? Baby I’m just P I C K Y Baby im just P I C K Y
  
When I make a movie Can’t help that I’m choosy Baby I’m just P I C K Y
Written by: Baby Tate, Leaf
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