p.m. check on it (feat. iman.) şarkı sözleri

All I ever need is some money and a spot Where it's sunny and the breeze blow Shop til we drop Money taller than ya ego Fucking on a yacht With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block Check on it, check on it Baby won't you come over and check on it Check on it, check on it Told me you was gonna spend a check on it Brand new drip Got a hurricane wrist Thunderstorm engine in that brand new whip Red Ferrari never wanna park Black Ferrari drive it like go cart Got a rich boy I call him Tony Stark I get two of everything My closet Noah's ark New Birkin and he surf it In the Maybach closed curtains Boutiques I treat 'em like the walmart LV, Dior and Chrome Hearts Tell me who the fairest there is Now drop to ya knees like a marriage Harry Winston for the jewels Loub for the shoes Need a plumber for the drip Those are the rules I ain't saying I'm depressed When I say I got the blues Gotta bag full of hundreds How many I'mma use All I ever need is some money and a spot Where it's sunny and the breeze blow Shop til we drop Money taller than ya ego Fucking on a yacht With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block But look I ain't got a bit of Tony Stark in me I'd rather watch Mad Max settle the score I tend to keep 40 in the bed or the drawer Carefree while I hit it You'll begging for more Jus cuz it happened that don't mean it mean nun Like damn Phi I'm jus tryna see sum You need a one way cuz one day soon I know you'll have dinner ready Wit da runts waitin' You been out all day sun bathing I left you 10 bands on a Sunday See you gettin' money how I get money You need me You spend money like I spend money Believe me Please my love Just don't up and leave me If I f*ck up Please don't up and leave me All I ever need Was a foreign, wit it on I got the foreign wit a foreign sippin' Deleon now Check on it, check on it Baby won't you come over and check on it Check on it, check on it Told me you was gonna spend a check on it Big money energy Bad bitch energy First class I'm a fly bitch literally New Pateks with blue baguettes On these bitches heads like new barrettes Tell him I ain't really in the mood to text He gone send a flight Now I'm in the mood for sex Big d**k energy Spend ain't no spinning me All in my biology Say he love our chemistry Now he wanna marry me Pussy like a ministry, church Keep going til I tell you it hurts Brand new Birkin for the purse Brand new car and it's a vert skrttt Other bitches couldn't get half of mine Got good brain, his nickname for me mastermind Wrist flooded and I got it in half the time They say when you a star then you have to shine All I ever need is some money and a spot Where it's sunny and the breeze blow Shop til we drop Money taller than ya ego Fucking on a yacht With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block Check on it, check on it Baby won't you come over and check on it Check on it, check on it Told me you was gonna spend a check on it All I ever need is some money and a spot Where it's sunny and the breeze blow Shop til we drop Money taller than ya ego Fucking on a yacht With a rich boy, yea a rich boy from the block Check on it, check on it Baby won't you come over and check on it Check on it, check on it Told me you was gonna spend a check on it
Sanatçı: P.M.
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:36
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