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blakeiana - pricey lyrics

[intro: blakeiana & moneybagg yo]
i don’t know who the f+ck you used to
ayy, pop your sh+t, b
i’ma do that anyway (i’m a pricey ho, uh, uh, uh, uh)
what’s higher than number one?
you know exactly who
we the largest
blakeiana (they don’t like it, though)

[chorus: blakeiana]
i’m pricey, i’m the b+tch n+ggas cannot afford
i’m the type to make ’em buy up the store
that’s right, i’m the gangster b+tch them n+ggas adore
if he ain’t trickin’ on a b+tch, then i’ma show him the door
i’m pricey, bougie, i don’t f+ck with goofies (nah)
got my own money, but use n+ggas to buy jewelry
i’m pricey (yeah, for sure), i’m the b+tch n+ggas cannot afford
if he ain’t trickin’, i’ma show him the door (bye)

[verse 1: blakeiana]
she the type to have all the boys go nuts (nuts)
presidential b+tch pullin’ up in ‘lac trucks
won’t catch me with a sneaky link, keep n+ggas tummy tucked (yeah)
he know he want a mini, so he keep his mouth shut, ayy (shh)
i’m a spicy girl too, and, n+gga, i’m so mean
he gon’ up the stash without gettin’ in between (mhm)
n+ggas in my dm packed up like sardines (d+mn)
“can i send you half?” what the f+ck do n+ggas mean? (what the f+ck?)
pricey, expensive, ain’t sh+t about me cheap (ain’t sh+t about me cheap)
she on her third chanel, i’m up three in a week
in turks for a tan, eatin’ lobster on the beach
twenty+four with basquiat paintings guarding me in my sleep, n+gga
[pre+chorus: blakeiana]
uh, uh, uh, uh
i’m a pricey ho
uh, uh, uh, uh
they don’t like it, though

[chorus: blakeiana]
i’m pricey, i’m the b+tch n+ggas cannot afford
i’m the type to make ’em buy up the store
that’s right, i’m the gangster b+tch them n+ggas adore
if he ain’t trickin’ on a b+tch, then i’ma show him the door
i’m pricey, bougie, i don’t f+ck with goofies
got my own money, but use n+ggas to buy jewelry
i’m pricey, i’m the b+tch n+ggas cannot afford
if he ain’t trickin’, i’ma show him the door (bye)

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
ugh, when i’m in it, ugh, look back at me, ugh, yeah, ugh
really havin’, ain’t no excuses when it’s time to spend it, ugh
l!ck my chain, ugh, kiss the pendant, ugh, ooh, ugh
you might want her, but she got a pricey tag on her
dope, fly her in for the week, she with me when she cheat (what up?)
stare at me when she wanna eat how she suckin’ her t++th (come here)
f+ck it, today, we livin’ life, blew a dub on van cleef (on me)
to keep a pricey ho, you better know p+ssy ain’t cheap (nope)
that’s where i come in, amex card ain’t got no pin
passport for when i send you out the country with your friends (gone)
attitude when she don’t get her way, we know how that’s gon’ end
another trip to the chanel store, we back in love again
[chorus: blakeiana & moneybagg yo]
i’m pricey (speak, hah), i’m the b+tch n+ggas cannot afford (or bagg, n+gga, whatever you wanna call me, n+gga, i got it)
i’m the type to make ’em buy up the store
that’s right, i’m the gangster b+tch them n+ggas adore
if he ain’t trickin’ on a b+tch, then i’ma show him the door (gone)
i’m pricey, bougie, i don’t f+ck with goofies
got my own money, but use n+ggas to buy jewelry
i’m pricey, i’m the b+tch n+ggas cannot afford
if he ain’t trickin’, i’ma show him the door (bye, godd+mn)

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