La-la-la-la-la-ah
Six, six, six
Girl, you hold me hostage
Here's your ransom and some taxi fare
You hit me with that classic as we sit, inhale some nasty air
Puff!
My boy done played himself enough
That pussy cost him way too much
Gush, I'll just
F*ck you in my mind
A couple times and then I'm fine
You see, a nickel still a nickel even with a dime bag
I know that pussy must be poison, you ain't hit my line back
Damn son, where'd you find that?
Now where ya mind at?
You got your eye beneath the lines but nothin' else besides that
Look!
The homies by your side ain't gonna be there forever
Least if you treat 'em that way
You see defeat on my face
It's now or never, but I don't wanna believe that's the case
That pussy got you on your needs before you even say grace
I heard some shit the other day that made me wanna beat your ass
Yeah, the way you move them lips is guaranteed to get you slapped
You ain't man enough
I hope you been keeping your weakness wrapped
Or at least you've been leaving it on her back
I stayed on the phone
Big thumb, thinner bone
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
La-la-la-la-la-ah
Six, six, six
Girl, you hold me hostage
Here's your ransom and some taxi fare
You hit me with that classic as we sit, inhale some nasty air
Puff!
My boy done played himself enough
That pussy cost him way too much
Gush, I'll just
F*ck you in my mind
A couple times and then I'm fine
Waldo Springtime - Cost Too Much Lyrics
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La-la-la-la-la-ah
Six, six, six
Girl, you hold me hostage
Here's your ransom and some taxi fare
You hit me with that classic as we sit, inhale some nasty air
Puff!
My boy done played himself enough
That pussy cost him way too much
Gush, I'll just
F*ck you in my mind
A couple times and then I'm fine
You see, a nickel still a nickel even with a dime bag
I know that pussy must be poison, you ain't hit my line back
Damn son, where'd you find that?
Now where ya mind at?
You got your eye beneath the lines but nothin' else besides that
Look!
The homies by your side ain't gonna be there forever
Least if you treat 'em that way
You see defeat on my face
It's now or never, but I don't wanna believe that's the case
That pussy got you on your needs before you even say grace
I heard some shit the other day that made me wanna beat your ass
Yeah, the way you move them lips is guaranteed to get you slapped
You ain't man enough
I hope you been keeping your weakness wrapped
Or at least you've been leaving it on her back
I stayed on the phone
Big thumb, thinner bone
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
La-la-la-la-la-ah
Six, six, six
Girl, you hold me hostage
Here's your ransom and some taxi fare
You hit me with that classic as we sit, inhale some nasty air
Puff!
My boy done played himself enough
That pussy cost him way too much
Gush, I'll just
F*ck you in my mind
A couple times and then I'm fine
Six, six, six
Girl, you hold me hostage
Here's your ransom and some taxi fare
You hit me with that classic as we sit, inhale some nasty air
Puff!
My boy done played himself enough
That pussy cost him way too much
Gush, I'll just
F*ck you in my mind
A couple times and then I'm fine
You see, a nickel still a nickel even with a dime bag
I know that pussy must be poison, you ain't hit my line back
Damn son, where'd you find that?
Now where ya mind at?
You got your eye beneath the lines but nothin' else besides that
Look!
The homies by your side ain't gonna be there forever
Least if you treat 'em that way
You see defeat on my face
It's now or never, but I don't wanna believe that's the case
That pussy got you on your needs before you even say grace
I heard some shit the other day that made me wanna beat your ass
Yeah, the way you move them lips is guaranteed to get you slapped
You ain't man enough
I hope you been keeping your weakness wrapped
Or at least you've been leaving it on her back
I stayed on the phone
Big thumb, thinner bone
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
Post up then I roll
La-la-la-la-la-ah
Six, six, six
Girl, you hold me hostage
Here's your ransom and some taxi fare
You hit me with that classic as we sit, inhale some nasty air
Puff!
My boy done played himself enough
That pussy cost him way too much
Gush, I'll just
F*ck you in my mind
A couple times and then I'm fine
Writer: Ty Gonzalez
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