That Part Remix by MIKExANGEL Lyrics
[Hook]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
[Verse 1]
Come fuck with me when I'm in your city babe
Pussy on my mind, I did 100 on the dial
Pull up and I smash, no love in our mash house
Get the paper, get the paper 'til I cash out
Now I'm in the spot, too deep in this motherfucker
Lot of Henny, lot of weed in this motherfucker
Know a lot of niggas clappin' in this motherfucker
I'm the only nigga trappin' in t motherfucker
Never listen when they say they done made hoes
Then we get to the pesos
Yeah, you know I love the sauce like prego
She give me face when I say so
[Pre-Hook]
She a bad bitch, can't trust her
[?] only game, cuff her
She know I ain't big on titles
She know we won't be an item
We gettin' used to the cycle
I'm gettin' used to this life
I've got a lot of new haters
They wanna hang me to dry
[Hook]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
[Verse 2]
Come fuck with me if I'm in the city
Got too much on my mind, yeah, got labels on my line, yeah
Wanna pull up to that car like too much here to choose from
I thought I lost a bad one, I problem on a new one
I took Bacardi Barbies, ride me like a Harley
Chop 'em down to 'em, wonder what that mouth do
Gotta switch the subject, I been gettin' mad cheques
Flyin', flyin' solo, tryna make my own though
[Pre-Hook]
She a bad bitch, can't trust her
[?] only game, cuff her
She know I ain't big on titles
She know we won't be an item
We gettin' used to the cycle
I'm gettin' used to this life
I've got a lot of new haters
They wanna hang me to dry
[Hook]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
[Verse 1]
Come fuck with me when I'm in your city babe
Pussy on my mind, I did 100 on the dial
Pull up and I smash, no love in our mash house
Get the paper, get the paper 'til I cash out
Now I'm in the spot, too deep in this motherfucker
Lot of Henny, lot of weed in this motherfucker
Know a lot of niggas clappin' in this motherfucker
I'm the only nigga trappin' in t motherfucker
Never listen when they say they done made hoes
Then we get to the pesos
Yeah, you know I love the sauce like prego
She give me face when I say so
[Pre-Hook]
She a bad bitch, can't trust her
[?] only game, cuff her
She know I ain't big on titles
She know we won't be an item
We gettin' used to the cycle
I'm gettin' used to this life
I've got a lot of new haters
They wanna hang me to dry
[Hook]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
[Verse 2]
Come fuck with me if I'm in the city
Got too much on my mind, yeah, got labels on my line, yeah
Wanna pull up to that car like too much here to choose from
I thought I lost a bad one, I problem on a new one
I took Bacardi Barbies, ride me like a Harley
Chop 'em down to 'em, wonder what that mouth do
Gotta switch the subject, I been gettin' mad cheques
Flyin', flyin' solo, tryna make my own though
[Pre-Hook]
She a bad bitch, can't trust her
[?] only game, cuff her
She know I ain't big on titles
She know we won't be an item
We gettin' used to the cycle
I'm gettin' used to this life
I've got a lot of new haters
They wanna hang me to dry
[Hook]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored