Uh
Yea
Yea
I was f*cking up a little
Dabble in the re-up
F*ckin up the middle
Me being a rapper
That shit gave you the giggles
Until you heard me rap
And you said that was shit ill
Ima westmoney nigga
You live up in the ville
Now we going back and forth
I mean
Here to Brazil
Even gotchu goin natural
No more hair from brazil
I just wanna talk
Lay down and chill
Yea I talk spicy
But it's ice in my grill
You got a hot hand
I wanna ice it for real
Just Incase
You ain't know
How I feel about you
Made you a song
Just to keep it real about you
Cuz I know when you wit me
I know you feel safe
A nigga f*ck with you
Im peeling off his face
Had patience wit a nigga
Even Put up wit mad shit
That's why when I come home
Unlimited smashing
Used to be the one that I would laugh at
Now you got me sending you money
All through yo cash app
All of them bitches see girl we passed that
Cuz I see your stock going up like it was
NASDAQ oh
I don't wanna waste no time no more
I don't wanna play these games no more
Each and every flaw girl I'll adore
Whatever you need from me it's yours
You don't worry bout old girls
They obsolete
You don't even worry bout girls that's
After me
That's how you let me know
You was really a keeper
Had me wrong bout my ex
It was cheaper to leave her
Im lovin ya whole style
Mind and demeanor
I be watching
Ain't talking bout a monitor neither
Yea I bring you round shooters
You know that you protected
Take you to the range
Fire smith n Wesson's
Put you on game
Teach you all these lessons
I don't go to church
But I pray for all these blessings
Everytime I'm wit you
You make a nigga happy
Braid a nigga hair
Twist my dreads when they nappy
Yeah
You gon make a nigga buy a ring
Yeah
Tell my homies I'm retiring
Yeah
From this player shit
Cuz I could play bit
But if it mean losin you
Then I ain't playing it
Used to be the one that I would laugh at
Now you got me sending you money
All through yo cash app
All of them bitches see girl we passed that
Cuz I see your stock going up like it was
NASDAQ oh
I don't wanna waste no time no more
I don't wanna play these games no more
Each and every flaw girl I'll adore
Whatever you need from me it's yours
CdaDon - It's Yours (feat. P. Phileston) Lyrics
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Uh
Yea
Yea
I was f*cking up a little
Dabble in the re-up
F*ckin up the middle
Me being a rapper
That shit gave you the giggles
Until you heard me rap
And you said that was shit ill
Ima westmoney nigga
You live up in the ville
Now we going back and forth
I mean
Here to Brazil
Even gotchu goin natural
No more hair from brazil
I just wanna talk
Lay down and chill
Yea I talk spicy
But it's ice in my grill
You got a hot hand
I wanna ice it for real
Just Incase
You ain't know
How I feel about you
Made you a song
Just to keep it real about you
Cuz I know when you wit me
I know you feel safe
A nigga f*ck with you
Im peeling off his face
Had patience wit a nigga
Even Put up wit mad shit
That's why when I come home
Unlimited smashing
Used to be the one that I would laugh at
Now you got me sending you money
All through yo cash app
All of them bitches see girl we passed that
Cuz I see your stock going up like it was
NASDAQ oh
I don't wanna waste no time no more
I don't wanna play these games no more
Each and every flaw girl I'll adore
Whatever you need from me it's yours
You don't worry bout old girls
They obsolete
You don't even worry bout girls that's
After me
That's how you let me know
You was really a keeper
Had me wrong bout my ex
It was cheaper to leave her
Im lovin ya whole style
Mind and demeanor
I be watching
Ain't talking bout a monitor neither
Yea I bring you round shooters
You know that you protected
Take you to the range
Fire smith n Wesson's
Put you on game
Teach you all these lessons
I don't go to church
But I pray for all these blessings
Everytime I'm wit you
You make a nigga happy
Braid a nigga hair
Twist my dreads when they nappy
Yeah
You gon make a nigga buy a ring
Yeah
Tell my homies I'm retiring
Yeah
From this player shit
Cuz I could play bit
But if it mean losin you
Then I ain't playing it
Used to be the one that I would laugh at
Now you got me sending you money
All through yo cash app
All of them bitches see girl we passed that
Cuz I see your stock going up like it was
NASDAQ oh
I don't wanna waste no time no more
I don't wanna play these games no more
Each and every flaw girl I'll adore
Whatever you need from me it's yours
Yea
Yea
I was f*cking up a little
Dabble in the re-up
F*ckin up the middle
Me being a rapper
That shit gave you the giggles
Until you heard me rap
And you said that was shit ill
Ima westmoney nigga
You live up in the ville
Now we going back and forth
I mean
Here to Brazil
Even gotchu goin natural
No more hair from brazil
I just wanna talk
Lay down and chill
Yea I talk spicy
But it's ice in my grill
You got a hot hand
I wanna ice it for real
Just Incase
You ain't know
How I feel about you
Made you a song
Just to keep it real about you
Cuz I know when you wit me
I know you feel safe
A nigga f*ck with you
Im peeling off his face
Had patience wit a nigga
Even Put up wit mad shit
That's why when I come home
Unlimited smashing
Used to be the one that I would laugh at
Now you got me sending you money
All through yo cash app
All of them bitches see girl we passed that
Cuz I see your stock going up like it was
NASDAQ oh
I don't wanna waste no time no more
I don't wanna play these games no more
Each and every flaw girl I'll adore
Whatever you need from me it's yours
You don't worry bout old girls
They obsolete
You don't even worry bout girls that's
After me
That's how you let me know
You was really a keeper
Had me wrong bout my ex
It was cheaper to leave her
Im lovin ya whole style
Mind and demeanor
I be watching
Ain't talking bout a monitor neither
Yea I bring you round shooters
You know that you protected
Take you to the range
Fire smith n Wesson's
Put you on game
Teach you all these lessons
I don't go to church
But I pray for all these blessings
Everytime I'm wit you
You make a nigga happy
Braid a nigga hair
Twist my dreads when they nappy
Yeah
You gon make a nigga buy a ring
Yeah
Tell my homies I'm retiring
Yeah
From this player shit
Cuz I could play bit
But if it mean losin you
Then I ain't playing it
Used to be the one that I would laugh at
Now you got me sending you money
All through yo cash app
All of them bitches see girl we passed that
Cuz I see your stock going up like it was
NASDAQ oh
I don't wanna waste no time no more
I don't wanna play these games no more
Each and every flaw girl I'll adore
Whatever you need from me it's yours
Writer: Christian Bernier, Peter Phileston
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid