Fuck The Price

Yeah, I got hoes so she spazzing But she stay cus' I stretch her ass out like elastic Yeah, told her f*ck the price, baby go and pop the tags Pop that ass, same way I pop these rubber bands If you gon' do it, baby, come and do it nasty Cus' I just need some pussy that's gon' last me And we f*ck to heal the pain that we been through for real Stop frontin', you don't really love that dude for real Why else you here past midnight? Why else you here poppin' ass every night? Yeah, cause I got that on lock Said you need it now, so I had to send the drop Said you from the bottom, so you love to be on top You keep comin' back after sayin' you would stop, damn I'm in love way that ass got that recoil And she wanna put it on me, I'm so spoiled Cus' I get any bitch that I pursue for real That's just what it is, when you that dude for real It don't matter who else that she choose for real Cus' she gon' end up back here, it's nothin' new for real Imagine how I feel in these shoes for real But you cain't cus' that nigga who you ain't Private chef at dinner, baby this ain't Bossa Nova It ain't my heart but it's my time that you gotta hold of You know that I got hoes like a club promoter But you know where I'm headed, so you ain't lettin' go of me You want love, but this not that You want purses, I'll cop that Anything but my heart attached Like I said, if you want it, point it out, I'll go cop that Told her, f*ck the price, baby, go and pop the tags Pop that ass, same way I pop these rubber bands If you gon' do it, baby, come and do it nasty Cus' I just need some pussy that's gon' last me We fucked to heal the pain we been through for real Stop frontin', you don't really love that dude for real Why else you here past midnight? Why else you here poppin' ass every night? Stop frontin', you don't really love that dude for real Told her, f*ck the price, baby, go and pop the tags