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Way Too Fine Video (MV)




Performed By: CTB Bino
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Branden Ammons




CTB Bino - Way Too Fine Lyrics
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You way too fine to be outside by yourself
You way too fine to pay them bills, let me help, yeah
You way too fine to punch a clock, nine to five
You way too fine to pay the tab, it's on my dime
I'm tryna put one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Ms in your bank account
You deserve a big amount, I heard that you the coldest in the city
Let me find out, you tryna bring some friends
If that's the plan, then let me fly them out
The way you put that shit on, they should've paid you
Independent, don't need no nigga, cause you paid too
And tell your momma that I love her, cause she made you
And tell your ex nigga he f*cked up, when he played you
Ayy, you don't need your body done, baby, you perfect
Just tell me what you need, and Bino right here at your service
I'ma buy you Cuban links and purses, because you worth it
I never met a bad bitch like you, it make me nervous
You way too fine to be outside by yourself
You way too fine to pay them bills, let me help, yeah
You way too fine to punch a clock, nine to five
You way too fine to pay the tab, it's on my dime
I'm tryna put one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Ms in your bank account
You deserve a big amount, I heard that you the coldest in the city
Let me find out, you tryna bring some friends
If that's the plan, then let me fly them out
Top but you not two, one of one, really one of none
You know you independent, don't need these niggas for nothin
Come on, bae you the coldest
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English

You way too fine to be outside by yourself
You way too fine to pay them bills, let me help, yeah
You way too fine to punch a clock, nine to five
You way too fine to pay the tab, it's on my dime
I'm tryna put one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Ms in your bank account
You deserve a big amount, I heard that you the coldest in the city
Let me find out, you tryna bring some friends
If that's the plan, then let me fly them out
The way you put that shit on, they should've paid you
Independent, don't need no nigga, cause you paid too
And tell your momma that I love her, cause she made you
And tell your ex nigga he f*cked up, when he played you
Ayy, you don't need your body done, baby, you perfect
Just tell me what you need, and Bino right here at your service
I'ma buy you Cuban links and purses, because you worth it
I never met a bad bitch like you, it make me nervous
You way too fine to be outside by yourself
You way too fine to pay them bills, let me help, yeah
You way too fine to punch a clock, nine to five
You way too fine to pay the tab, it's on my dime
I'm tryna put one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Ms in your bank account
You deserve a big amount, I heard that you the coldest in the city
Let me find out, you tryna bring some friends
If that's the plan, then let me fly them out
Top but you not two, one of one, really one of none
You know you independent, don't need these niggas for nothin
Come on, bae you the coldest
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Writer: Branden Ammons
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