Tay B, FMB DZ - Back 2 Back (Pt. 2) lyrics
[Tay B, FMB DZ - Back 2 Back Pt. 2 lyrics]
Lil baby so loyal
I’m gone make sure she good
She take care of my business
Drop off bags to the hood
Come back bring me dinner
Suck my danger off my wood
Lil bitch she got pulled
Bank accounts stay on full
She a bully in the sheets
Put yo baby right to sleep
Something crazy on her feet
Taking a trip to south beach
She drive her own, She don’t need me
She just a bitch I wanna keep
Blow the doors off the Jeep
Fuck her till her legs weak
Keep her low we discrete
Only a few days with me
She cut you off to see the Jeep
Now she wanna marry me
Yo ass wanna beef with me
You will get shot like gee o pee
Make you say "huh" like master p
You will get kilt fucking with me
She keep on running back to a real nigga
She know know what it is with me
She know I’m the one that can deal with her
Yeahh
Dropped all my shit and went real in it
I’m a meal ticket
You had somebody in the past with a lil nigga
She say I got a ball in
Her and it feel different
My daddy been gone 7 years
And I’m still winning
I probably shouldn’t come with tears but I’m
Still but I’m still a men
You probably hating on the low
But you still a fan
Yo men’s leaving sak around and
You be stealing grams
Chop yo fucking hands off
Bet you won’t steal again
Lame-Niggas-Do-Not Deserve Bad Bitches
Just cause you got some cash don’t
Mean you not a "have nigga"
First off you not hard
That’s the ass difference
My girl got money yours don’t
That’s the cash difference
She got her own Rollie ain’t
No nigga bought her
She got own hustle ain’t no
Net mhm tought her
My bitch is smarter them other hoes garbage
My plug numbers retarded
Don’t give a fuck what yours charging nigga
I’m gone make sure she good
She take care of my business
Drop off bags to the hood
Come back bring me dinner
Suck my danger off my wood
Lil bitch she got pulled
Bank accounts stay on full
She a bully in the sheets
Put yo baby right to sleep
Something crazy on her feet
Taking a trip to south beach
She drive her own, She don’t need me
She just a bitch I wanna keep
Blow the doors off the Jeep
Fuck her till her legs weak
Keep her low we discrete
Only a few days with me
She cut you off to see the Jeep
Now she wanna marry me
Yo ass wanna beef with me
You will get shot like gee o pee
Make you say "huh" like master p
You will get kilt fucking with me
She keep on running back to a real nigga
She know know what it is with me
She know I’m the one that can deal with her
Yeahh
Dropped all my shit and went real in it
I’m a meal ticket
You had somebody in the past with a lil nigga
She say I got a ball in
Her and it feel different
My daddy been gone 7 years
And I’m still winning
I probably shouldn’t come with tears but I’m
Still but I’m still a men
You probably hating on the low
But you still a fan
Yo men’s leaving sak around and
You be stealing grams
Chop yo fucking hands off
Bet you won’t steal again
Lame-Niggas-Do-Not Deserve Bad Bitches
Just cause you got some cash don’t
Mean you not a "have nigga"
First off you not hard
That’s the ass difference
My girl got money yours don’t
That’s the cash difference
She got her own Rollie ain’t
No nigga bought her
She got own hustle ain’t no
Net mhm tought her
My bitch is smarter them other hoes garbage
My plug numbers retarded
Don’t give a fuck what yours charging nigga