Preme, PARTYNEXTDOOR - Make a Mall lyrics

[Preme, PARTYNEXTDOOR - Make a Mall lyrics]

(OG Parker)

I'm tryna muster up the strength
To handle all of it (All of it)
Every time you call, I make a ball of it
(Ball of it) i'm tryna change your closet
Make a mall of it (yeah)
I'm tryna meet your friend
And then go ball on 'em

I tell you
You can't turn a real nigga to a sucka
I know a lot of motherfuckers
That don't fuck no mothers
And I won't lie, he dead prezzi
Niggas dangerous
And they ain't even clutchin', yeah
Good things on my mind
It's not the time to be lazy
Only at the jewelers when it's
Time to go crazy hold the other line, I'm
Talkin' money right now, baby

A-List bitch, in my G Wag', baby
Shе extra safe in my bulletproof 'Cеdes
I hopp out and the hoes go crazy
Rose gold like the skin tone on my lady
Christmas tree 'round my neck, two-fifty
They ask why I bought this shit
'cause I'm litty
Drop a hunnid bands on my thugs, no kizzy
I ain't never ran, but I run my city
Yeah, and she so pretty, always too busy
But ain't too busy to miss me
In it for the long run
You ain't with the quickie

I'm tryna muster up the strength
To handle all of it, mm
Every time you call, I make a ball of it
I'm tryna change your closet
Make a mall of it
I'm tryna meet your friend
And then go ball on 'em

I tell you
You can't turn a real nigga to a sucka
I know a lot of motherfuckers
That don't fuck no mothers
And I won't lie, he dead prezzi
Niggas dangerous
And they ain't even clutchin', yeah
Good things on my mind
It's not the time to be lazy
Only at the jewelers when it's
Time to go crazy hold the other line, I'm
Talkin' money right now, baby

Shorty just left, she runnin' right back
Shorty don't stress, I got it like that
And it's only right, that we roll the dice
Think we should take a chance
And you stay the night
I tell her shopping spree, you get it all
Baby gucci, Louis, Prada, girl
I get you what you want
'Cause runnin' out of dollars is
Just somethin' I ain't on
Ain't runnin' out of partners 'cause
The loyalty is strong
She want that new coupe, baby
With the roof gone
She want that Christian Dior
That's a two-tone
I tell her, "You can get it all, baby
You deserve it all"
Treat you like my baby, like my newborn

I'm tryna muster up the strength
To handle all of it, mm
Every time you call, I make a ball of it
I'm tryna change your closet
Make a mall of it
I'm tryna meet your friend
And then go ball on 'em

I tell you
You can't turn a real nigga to a sucka
I know a lot of motherfuckers
That don't fuck no mothers
And I won't lie, he dead prezzi
Niggas dangerous
And they ain't even clutchin', yeah
Good things on my mind
It's not the time to be lazy
Only at the jewelers when it's
Time to go crazy hold the other line, I'm
Talkin' money right now, baby

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