Rubi Rose - Back In The Booth lyrics
Rubi Rose Benton
[Rubi Rose - Back In The Booth lyrics]
Romo
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I go get the money this shit ain't no problem
I'm up at the top and I came from the bottom
I fight 'til my shooters go get em they got em
These bitches they mad but don't want no problem
I'm back in the booth
Rubi be getting the loot
Hoe if you see me salute
I was on ice now I get 20 a night
Think I might buy me a coupe
Don't want your man that nigga know he a broad
That nigga know he a jog
Bitch you a fan
Think I'ma show you the Roll's bitch I'ma show you the dough
Bitch, I'm booling
Check the temperature it's getting hot
Niggas ruthless they run up in your shit and take your spot
I don't give a fuck about a bitch I'm quick to hit the opp
Ask me how much money I make bitch I don't know I make a lot
Bitch I walk in I be booling but I'm about to make it hot
Heard that bitch was talking ruthless I'm about to take her top
Getting that, getting that, getting that bitch been popping they really ain't feeling ya
I put the price on your head I make them lil bitches go ride and come through
Hoe you softer than a poodle I'm gripping the glizzy and cooking your noodle
You could look me up on Google and bitch if you run then I'm bringing it to you
It get nasty if you say my name don't tag me
Think I'm a fad, well let's see these hoes outlast me
Hey my pocket staying fat just like my ass be
Said my pockets staying fat just like my ass be
Bitch, I'm booling
Check the temperature it's getting hot
Niggas ruthless they run up in your shit and take your spot
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I go get the money this shit ain't no problem
I'm up at the top and I came from the bottom
I fight 'til my shooters go get em they got em
These bitches they mad but don't want no problem
I'm back in the booth
Rubi be getting the loot
Hoe if you see me salute
I was on ice now I get 20 a night
Think I might buy me a coupe
Don't want your man that nigga know he a broad
That nigga know he a jog
Bitch you a fan
Think I'ma show you the Roll's bitch I'ma show you the dough
Bitch, I'm booling
Check the temperature it's getting hot
Niggas ruthless they run up in your shit and take your spot
I don't give a fuck about a bitch I'm quick to hit the opp
Ask me how much money I make bitch I don't know I make a lot
Bitch I walk in I be booling but I'm about to make it hot
Heard that bitch was talking ruthless I'm about to take her top
Getting that, getting that, getting that bitch been popping they really ain't feeling ya
I put the price on your head I make them lil bitches go ride and come through
Hoe you softer than a poodle I'm gripping the glizzy and cooking your noodle
You could look me up on Google and bitch if you run then I'm bringing it to you
It get nasty if you say my name don't tag me
Think I'm a fad, well let's see these hoes outlast me
Hey my pocket staying fat just like my ass be
Said my pockets staying fat just like my ass be
Bitch, I'm booling
Check the temperature it's getting hot
Niggas ruthless they run up in your shit and take your spot