Pi’erre Bourne - Victoria Secrets lyrics

Baby, let me baby, let me baby
Let me baby, let me baby, let me-
Baby, let me baby, let me baby, let me-
Baby, let me baby, let me baby
Let me baby, let me baby, let me-
Baby, let me baby, let me baby, let me-
Baby, let me do the right thing
Bitch, yeah, I'm Spike Lee (uh huh)
Baby, let me do the right thing
Bitch, yeah, I'm Spike Lee (uh huh)
Baby, let me do the right thing
Bitch, yeah, I'm Spike Lee (uh huh)
8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-808 Mafia
Yeah

Yeah, you used to be dawg
And now you ain't around me
Yeah, I used to fuck you at my trap house
But you don't wanna fuck with me now

Yeah, I'm runnin' up right now
Yeah, I'm runnin' up, catch her right now
Yeah, I'm runnin' up a race right now
Yeah, I'm 'bout to marathon the whole town

I ain't got enough money for you (For you)
Yeah, I blew up and now you tryna spoil you
(Spoil you)
I ain't got enough money for you (For you)
Yeah, I blew up and now you tryna spoil you
(Spoil you)

Yeah, you got too many secrets like Victoria
(Victoria)
Yeah, all them secrets like Victoria
(Victoria) yeah, she keepin' all them
Secrets like Victoria (Woah woah woah oh)
Yeah, all them secrets like Victoria
(Victoria)

Misery's the company
She fucking with me suddenly
Thinkin' I got money dummy? You
Might need to study me
Yellow queen getting high
That's my Bumblebee
Yeah, I'm buzzing like the Lightyear
All the hoes want my Woody, woah

Give me that goodie, give me that goodie
Give me that goodie, give me that goodie
Give me that goodie, give me that goodie
Give me that goodie, give me that goodie
Girl, give me that goodie
Give me that goodie
Give me that goodie, give me that goodie
Give me that goodie, give me that goodie
Give me that goodie, give me that goodie

I ain't got enough money for you (For you)
Yeah, I blew up and now you tryna spoil you
(Spoil you)
I ain't got enough money for you (For you)
Yeah, I blew up and now you tryna spoil you
(Spoil you)

Yeah, you got too many secrets like Victoria
(Victoria)
Yeah, all them secrets like Victoria
(Victoria) yeah, she keepin' all them
Secrets like Victoria (Woah woah woah oh)
Yeah, all them secrets like Victoria
(Victoria)

Yeah, I ain't got no time for you
I know that shit sucks
But I really don't give a fuck
I want my money up
Yeah, my momma, she don't feel good
That's why I run it up
Yeah, my momma, she don't feel good
That's why I run it up, yeah
Yeah, I'm runnin' up right now
Yeah, I'm runnin' up, catch her right now
Yeah, I'm runnin' up a race right now
Yeah, I'm 'bout to marathon the whole town

I ain't got enough money for you (For you)
Yeah, I blew up and now you tryna spoil you
(Spoil you)
I ain't got enough money for you (For you)
Yeah, I blew up and now you tryna spoil you
(Spoil you)

Yeah, you got too many secrets like Victoria
(Victoria)
Yeah, all them secrets like Victoria
(Victoria) yeah, she keepin' all them
Secrets like Victoria (Woah woah woah oh)
Yeah, all them secrets like Victoria
(Victoria)

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