jtski - BEAN LUV Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, who told you I was a killer?
I'll get you right, cop you some Mason Margiela
I keep my diamonds in the other mansion griller
I heard your music caught that case of Salmonella
My choppas dancin', they some happy critters
Hero of my city, got duties right after dinner
I bless my baby with some choppa glitter
We in that 'Cedes with M9 Barettas
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that hoe across the room wanna f*ck off the Dussé
But tonight, we ain't finna do whatever you say
The bouncer tellin' them they gon' follow what the crew say
Try your life like roulette
I'm in that Chevrolet
I'm coppin' the Benz Tuesday
MONEYMONEY, I do not understand you
My bitch in the Cullinan today
Beat the box up like I'm Bruce Wayne
Baby with me you done won the lotto', so, baby don't give me your mood swings
And I'm flowin' on this like a semi-auto, I'm on one
Tell 'em to invest in me, I'm going up
And my bitch don't even know what she throwing up
Don't switch up when you see my phone blowing up
How you flexing all them diamonds? They ain't glowing up
Bitch, I'm pouring up
With your ex hoe, I asked her how she holding up
And not knowing us, that boy is showing up
I hope he rolling up
'Cause we gon' smoke him up
Smoke him up
I got a bad hoe and she from the Bean
It's me or her ex, she don't know, she in between
She told me, "I don't wanna make a scene"
Last night I wiped that boy like Mr. Clean
This beat a hoe, I might just cop a ring
I'm in my zone, you don't got shit to be
Heat 'em up, pack 'em up, Mr. Lean Cuisine
I tell that hoe, "I'm in that mood now, 'nah mean?"
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