Miss Luxury - I STOLE HIS MONEY (BURNING II) lyrics

He don't pay me money no more
I stole all his money broke through his door
I like to see his pretty face
Burst all over into flames
He don't pay me money no more
I stole all his money broke through his door
I like to see his pretty face
Burst all over into flames

I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?
You're not the one to call the shots
Any more how you feel bout that?
I used your money for my weed
Took your girl now she's with me
And we making out on rodeo drive
Just like you did to me
I'm super sick inside
It's something I don't hide
I'll rip your teeth so good
I do your dentist right

He don't pay me money no more
I stole all his money broke through his door
I like to see his pretty face
Burst all over into flames
He don't pay me money no more
(He don't pay me money no more)
I stole all his money broke through his door
(I stole all his money
Broke through his door)
I like to see his pretty face
(I like to see his pretty face)
Burst all over into flames
(Burst all over into flames)

He don't pay me money no more
He don't pay me money no more
He don't pay me money no more shh!
He don't pay me money no more
He don't pay me money no more
He don't pay me money no more shh!

He don't pay me money no more
I stole all his money broke through his door
I like to see his pretty face
Burst all over into flames

I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?
You're not the one to call the shots
Any more how you feel bout that?
I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?

He don't pay me money no more
I stole all his money broke through his door
I like to see his pretty face
Burst all over into flames

I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?
You're not the one to call the shots
Any more how you feel bout that?
I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?
You're not the one to call the shots
Any more how you feel bout that?

He don't pay me money no more
I stole all his money broke through his door
I like to see his pretty face
Burst all over into flames

I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?
You're not the one to call the shots
Any more how you feel bout that?
I burnt your shit and kept the
Money how you feel bout that?
You're not the one to call the shots
Any more how you feel bout that?