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LIFESTYLE - ¥$/Ye/Ty Dolla $ign
Look at you look at you look at you
Oh they got you stayin' in one of them rooms
That got the lock on the minibar uh
You gotta get out here baby
She wanna live this lifestyle
She said she ready to go
She said she she said she she said she ready
And I start talkin' dirty like I'm Nelly
Give me mouth and lip service like a celly
Codeine and c*****e that's Lisa Turtle when it's Kelly
Ice up in my veins old flames tryna melt me
I twist my Taylor spliffs tight at the end like Travis Kelce
Got that BBL then you put on a couple LBs
BBWs be tryna eat me like I'm healthy
She say she wanna live this lifestyle
This life's a ***** I make her love her like she dyked out
Alright now you act like you 'bout that life now
Just hope your p***y lips give your p***y a nice smile
Ice on the money long I pray my life long
But if it ain't it's all gravy like the rice gone
She sittin' on this D like you sittin' on your iPhone
And I'll beat it up to this song like this the fight song
Ooh child she want Tunechi she want Tune' child
But cool down I'm too classy for them school grounds
Fast life fast lane check the gas light
You can't have your cake and eat it too
And I'm the last slice
She ready she ready she ready
She ready
She ready she ready yeah
She say she ready to go
Ooh import SLS Miami
She got them cheeks on I'ma tap it all
This gon' be your theme song we can take our time
Baby we won't be long oh
So forgive me if I'm cavalier
Got so much ice around my neck look like a chandelier
She want a nigga that gon' buy her the bag
Lookin' for a lil baby that gon' know how to act
Remember Highlight rooftop when I seen you in that black bikini
Glued to the city you had never been in a Lamborghini
I'm 'bout to circle back and it won't be too long
She always gon' choose me 'cause I know what she want
Yeah
Ooh
Oh yeah
Oh ooh
Neighbors know this **** get out of hand but they smile
'Cause you been so long without a man
And it won't be and it won't be long 'til you're out of bands
You better buy me those ******* shoes
The only thing you really need is a husband
Husband
The only thought you ever need is "I trust him"
I trust him
All your dreams all your goals
It's promised with this ring I have in my hands
My hands
The main thing a nigga got is these plans
Plans
Got a plan for us got a plan to grow
Got a plan for homes got a plan for bad times
Got a plan for good times got a plan for hood times
Got a plan for hood crimes got a plan for trust
Got a plan for lust got a plan for Beverly Hills
Hills
You you know that's where they at
Where they at
Uh uh uh you know that's where they at
Got a plan for Beverly Hills
You know that's where they at
I don't really wanna go back to that
Back to that
If I do I know I'm going back to back
Back to back
Breakin' backs and bags imagine that
That's the half of this
So I handle that
I handle that
All you really need is a husband
Show you love and let him touch you
Let him rub you let him hug you
Let him thug you let him hold you down
Down
Ooh ooh ooh
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
All you need is a husband who gon' touch you
Who gon' rub you who gon' hug you
Who gon' kiss you who gon' miss you with no issue
With no issue ain't no issue
Ain't no issue
Issue