Spring Break by Kurri Official Lyrics
[Hook]
Yea she wanna be my boo
But girl I can’t fuck with you
'Cause I'm getting to the cash
Yuh I'm getting to the bag, aye
And I never looked back, aye
No you can't be my bae, aye
No like spring break, aye
Yuh I got you everyday
Get my bag don't play
[Verse 1]
How you say you want real
I'm just tryna make a mill
I thought I’d take a deal
A relationship is unreal
I don't feel you
But Ima feel you
Ima kill you
Pipe down
30 Rounds
Layed her out
Never drown
From the bottom to the top
Yuh its only up now
Yuh it's Bentley trucks now
Cold cut
Poured up
Henny cup
Chose up
Money love
Sex her drug
She pick up
When I call
I beat up
Like Jean Claude
And I ball she gon' walk
On a plank
I can never love a skank
I could never trust a snake
Scadaddle John Madden I be makin' plays
See my opportunity
As QB take control of things
And I keep it goin'
Yuh I keep it goin'
I'm destined for the best law of attraction, yuh I’ve spoken
Yuh she be trollin'
Yuh she be trollin'
Lord knows I'm trollin tokens
[Hook]
Yea she wanna be my boo
But girl I can’t fuck with you
'Cause I'm getting to the cash
Yuh I'm getting to the bag, aye
And I never looked back, aye
No you can't be my bae, aye
No like spring break, aye
Yuh I got you everyday
Get my bag don't play
[Verse 2]
When I get it yuh I get it
Bricks been built and I really wanna go to the top
Thick biddie like Jill Scott
But why would I get married
This temptation, yea it’s heavy
I would very much rather get a pack of OG, yuh
Why do I love her, that California
Got me feeling like I dove in the water
And I’m floating just lifted by yonder
And I know that you ponder thinking bout me
[Outro]
And I’m thinking bout the bag
And I'm thinking bout the cash
Yea she wanna be my boo
But girl I can’t fuck with you
'Cause I'm getting to the cash
Yuh I'm getting to the bag, aye
And I never looked back, aye
No you can't be my bae, aye
No like spring break, aye
Yuh I got you everyday
Get my bag don't play
[Verse 1]
How you say you want real
I'm just tryna make a mill
I thought I’d take a deal
A relationship is unreal
I don't feel you
But Ima feel you
Ima kill you
Pipe down
30 Rounds
Layed her out
Never drown
From the bottom to the top
Yuh its only up now
Yuh it's Bentley trucks now
Cold cut
Poured up
Henny cup
Chose up
Money love
Sex her drug
She pick up
When I call
I beat up
Like Jean Claude
And I ball she gon' walk
On a plank
I can never love a skank
I could never trust a snake
Scadaddle John Madden I be makin' plays
See my opportunity
As QB take control of things
And I keep it goin'
Yuh I keep it goin'
I'm destined for the best law of attraction, yuh I’ve spoken
Yuh she be trollin'
Yuh she be trollin'
Lord knows I'm trollin tokens
[Hook]
Yea she wanna be my boo
But girl I can’t fuck with you
'Cause I'm getting to the cash
Yuh I'm getting to the bag, aye
And I never looked back, aye
No you can't be my bae, aye
No like spring break, aye
Yuh I got you everyday
Get my bag don't play
[Verse 2]
When I get it yuh I get it
Bricks been built and I really wanna go to the top
Thick biddie like Jill Scott
But why would I get married
This temptation, yea it’s heavy
I would very much rather get a pack of OG, yuh
Why do I love her, that California
Got me feeling like I dove in the water
And I’m floating just lifted by yonder
And I know that you ponder thinking bout me
[Outro]
And I’m thinking bout the bag
And I'm thinking bout the cash