Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want a Range Rover
A Brand new caddy
Provided to you
By a sugar daddy
Can't pay ya rent
So acting naggy
Need child support
From your baby daddy
You gon twerk sum for little change
You don't give a f*ck what them bitches say
Cause you making money, either way
You done lived your whole life the easy way
Now you getting desperate
Look what you left with
Searching for a nigga at bar
You'll slide if he gotta nice car
You're lost and you don't know who your are
How'd you even make it this far
She say all men are dogs
Well all dogs go to heaven
Can't take you serious
You charged off of mentions
Don't even know why I give you attention
Acting all reckless
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
He ain't shit
When you say his name
Talk that shit and won't look his way
He ain't shit
When he plays them games
Wanna leave when ya girls complain
She ain't shit
When she needs that dough
Pay ya bills and leave you broke
She ain't shit
On a need to know
Wanna f*ck your niggas on the low
Oh
Oh my what a time
I'm blunted on the real
Unphased by your lies
So I
I scroll past and mind mine
Every dog has its day but I got a big bite
If I had a dime for every single time
An attempt to finesse by the opposite sex
Was made because she was enticed by my fresh
I'd be able to invest in a blimp or a jet
Asked shorty what she stand for
She told me 5'4
I paused, threw my hands to the Lord
That shaderoom swine too consumed to the dome
Tell me who you living for
See it's bigger than the clothes and the purse and the nails and the weave
Pretty face
When you die, what you really tryna leave in your place
And that's when she looked me in the face and said
Uhh... you tryna smoke
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
He ain't shit
When you say his name
Talk that shit and won't look his way
He ain't shit
When he plays them games
Wanna leave when ya girls complain
She ain't shit
When she needs that dough
Pay ya bills and leave you broke
She ain't shit
On a need to know
Wanna f*ck your niggas on the low
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Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want a Range Rover
A Brand new caddy
Provided to you
By a sugar daddy
Can't pay ya rent
So acting naggy
Need child support
From your baby daddy
You gon twerk sum for little change
You don't give a f*ck what them bitches say
Cause you making money, either way
You done lived your whole life the easy way
Now you getting desperate
Look what you left with
Searching for a nigga at bar
You'll slide if he gotta nice car
You're lost and you don't know who your are
How'd you even make it this far
She say all men are dogs
Well all dogs go to heaven
Can't take you serious
You charged off of mentions
Don't even know why I give you attention
Acting all reckless
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
He ain't shit
When you say his name
Talk that shit and won't look his way
He ain't shit
When he plays them games
Wanna leave when ya girls complain
She ain't shit
When she needs that dough
Pay ya bills and leave you broke
She ain't shit
On a need to know
Wanna f*ck your niggas on the low
Oh
Oh my what a time
I'm blunted on the real
Unphased by your lies
So I
I scroll past and mind mine
Every dog has its day but I got a big bite
If I had a dime for every single time
An attempt to finesse by the opposite sex
Was made because she was enticed by my fresh
I'd be able to invest in a blimp or a jet
Asked shorty what she stand for
She told me 5'4
I paused, threw my hands to the Lord
That shaderoom swine too consumed to the dome
Tell me who you living for
See it's bigger than the clothes and the purse and the nails and the weave
Pretty face
When you die, what you really tryna leave in your place
And that's when she looked me in the face and said
Uhh... you tryna smoke
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
He ain't shit
When you say his name
Talk that shit and won't look his way
He ain't shit
When he plays them games
Wanna leave when ya girls complain
She ain't shit
When she needs that dough
Pay ya bills and leave you broke
She ain't shit
On a need to know
Wanna f*ck your niggas on the low
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want a Range Rover
A Brand new caddy
Provided to you
By a sugar daddy
Can't pay ya rent
So acting naggy
Need child support
From your baby daddy
You gon twerk sum for little change
You don't give a f*ck what them bitches say
Cause you making money, either way
You done lived your whole life the easy way
Now you getting desperate
Look what you left with
Searching for a nigga at bar
You'll slide if he gotta nice car
You're lost and you don't know who your are
How'd you even make it this far
She say all men are dogs
Well all dogs go to heaven
Can't take you serious
You charged off of mentions
Don't even know why I give you attention
Acting all reckless
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
He ain't shit
When you say his name
Talk that shit and won't look his way
He ain't shit
When he plays them games
Wanna leave when ya girls complain
She ain't shit
When she needs that dough
Pay ya bills and leave you broke
She ain't shit
On a need to know
Wanna f*ck your niggas on the low
Oh
Oh my what a time
I'm blunted on the real
Unphased by your lies
So I
I scroll past and mind mine
Every dog has its day but I got a big bite
If I had a dime for every single time
An attempt to finesse by the opposite sex
Was made because she was enticed by my fresh
I'd be able to invest in a blimp or a jet
Asked shorty what she stand for
She told me 5'4
I paused, threw my hands to the Lord
That shaderoom swine too consumed to the dome
Tell me who you living for
See it's bigger than the clothes and the purse and the nails and the weave
Pretty face
When you die, what you really tryna leave in your place
And that's when she looked me in the face and said
Uhh... you tryna smoke
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
Watchu want
A million dollars
Big house
New shoes
Designer belt
Balenciaga
Ferragamo
Whole lotta talk with yo big mouth
He ain't shit
When you say his name
Talk that shit and won't look his way
He ain't shit
When he plays them games
Wanna leave when ya girls complain
She ain't shit
When she needs that dough
Pay ya bills and leave you broke
She ain't shit
On a need to know
Wanna f*ck your niggas on the low
Writer: Samuel Boakye, Taylin Stewart
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid