This penthouse gets lonely
Like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Now I'm big pimping I'm growing
They switching
They phony
I just wish I had a real homie
Got my shit together
But I been shipwrecked in stormy weather
I'm show boating or I'm stunting
I want all of y'all to remember one thing
Nights I was sleepless and hungry
Now it's beaches -it's sunny
Get bitches and money
All weekend and Monday
Get bitches and money
Get bitches and money
Get bitches and money
All weekend and Monday
This penthouse gets lonely
I'm like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Gotta rinse it like laundry
You might have that problem one day
More women more power
I just wanna live another hour
Full of achievements and glory
Imma prolly die before40
Told her shawty I'm addicted to the money
Told her I'm witchy come hunt me
And these riches and that pussy
And imma prolly die before I'm shouldn't
Cause of these bitches this money
Cause of these bitches this money
Cause of these bitches this money
If I'm preaching
then I'm sorry
This penthouse gets lonely
I'm like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And the struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Now I'm big pimpin I'm growing
They switching
They phony
I just wish I had a real homie
Don't speak to speak to me if you don't know me
Don't ask me where the f*ck I got my clothing
Nigga don't speak it just show me
Put the money to your mouth or you can blow me
I can turn ya square dance into the soul train
Fast track I'm in my own lane
High of life and off of dopamine
Said I won't do coke but I did coke again
They give him just enough rope to choke again
The slippery slope begin closing in
On a binge but I'm off the hook
Like a verse and a prechorus
Or a bar - that I wrote for y'all
To be SHOCKED and appalled
A little if even at all
So applaud
This penthouse gets lonely
But I would rather cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And the struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Took the good the bad the ugly
Turning nothing into something
Putting something there that wasn't
Practicing true abundance
This penthouse gets lonely
Through the trenches
And the struggling
I Took the good the bad the ugly
Turning nothing into something
Putting something there that should've been
You were never never there when you should've been
You're off chasing fairytales and pussy
You were never never there when you should've been
She said You were never never there when you should've been
You were out chasing fairytales and pussy
Rocket Rose - Fairytales & Pussy Lyrics
Rocket Rose - Fairytales & Pussy Lyrics
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This penthouse gets lonely
Like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Now I'm big pimping I'm growing
They switching
They phony
I just wish I had a real homie
Got my shit together
But I been shipwrecked in stormy weather
I'm show boating or I'm stunting
I want all of y'all to remember one thing
Nights I was sleepless and hungry
Now it's beaches -it's sunny
Get bitches and money
All weekend and Monday
Get bitches and money
Get bitches and money
Get bitches and money
All weekend and Monday
This penthouse gets lonely
I'm like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Gotta rinse it like laundry
You might have that problem one day
More women more power
I just wanna live another hour
Full of achievements and glory
Imma prolly die before40
Told her shawty I'm addicted to the money
Told her I'm witchy come hunt me
And these riches and that pussy
And imma prolly die before I'm shouldn't
Cause of these bitches this money
Cause of these bitches this money
Cause of these bitches this money
If I'm preaching
then I'm sorry
This penthouse gets lonely
I'm like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And the struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Now I'm big pimpin I'm growing
They switching
They phony
I just wish I had a real homie
Don't speak to speak to me if you don't know me
Don't ask me where the f*ck I got my clothing
Nigga don't speak it just show me
Put the money to your mouth or you can blow me
I can turn ya square dance into the soul train
Fast track I'm in my own lane
High of life and off of dopamine
Said I won't do coke but I did coke again
They give him just enough rope to choke again
The slippery slope begin closing in
On a binge but I'm off the hook
Like a verse and a prechorus
Or a bar - that I wrote for y'all
To be SHOCKED and appalled
A little if even at all
So applaud
This penthouse gets lonely
But I would rather cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And the struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Took the good the bad the ugly
Turning nothing into something
Putting something there that wasn't
Practicing true abundance
This penthouse gets lonely
Through the trenches
And the struggling
I Took the good the bad the ugly
Turning nothing into something
Putting something there that should've been
You were never never there when you should've been
You're off chasing fairytales and pussy
You were never never there when you should've been
She said You were never never there when you should've been
You were out chasing fairytales and pussy
Like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Now I'm big pimping I'm growing
They switching
They phony
I just wish I had a real homie
Got my shit together
But I been shipwrecked in stormy weather
I'm show boating or I'm stunting
I want all of y'all to remember one thing
Nights I was sleepless and hungry
Now it's beaches -it's sunny
Get bitches and money
All weekend and Monday
Get bitches and money
Get bitches and money
Get bitches and money
All weekend and Monday
This penthouse gets lonely
I'm like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Gotta rinse it like laundry
You might have that problem one day
More women more power
I just wanna live another hour
Full of achievements and glory
Imma prolly die before40
Told her shawty I'm addicted to the money
Told her I'm witchy come hunt me
And these riches and that pussy
And imma prolly die before I'm shouldn't
Cause of these bitches this money
Cause of these bitches this money
Cause of these bitches this money
If I'm preaching
then I'm sorry
This penthouse gets lonely
I'm like f*ck it imma cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And the struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Now I'm big pimpin I'm growing
They switching
They phony
I just wish I had a real homie
Don't speak to speak to me if you don't know me
Don't ask me where the f*ck I got my clothing
Nigga don't speak it just show me
Put the money to your mouth or you can blow me
I can turn ya square dance into the soul train
Fast track I'm in my own lane
High of life and off of dopamine
Said I won't do coke but I did coke again
They give him just enough rope to choke again
The slippery slope begin closing in
On a binge but I'm off the hook
Like a verse and a prechorus
Or a bar - that I wrote for y'all
To be SHOCKED and appalled
A little if even at all
So applaud
This penthouse gets lonely
But I would rather cuddle w the money
Made it through the trenches
And the struggling
Like f*ck imma have to get muddy
Took the good the bad the ugly
Turning nothing into something
Putting something there that wasn't
Practicing true abundance
This penthouse gets lonely
Through the trenches
And the struggling
I Took the good the bad the ugly
Turning nothing into something
Putting something there that should've been
You were never never there when you should've been
You're off chasing fairytales and pussy
You were never never there when you should've been
She said You were never never there when you should've been
You were out chasing fairytales and pussy
Writer: Daaryn Sellers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid