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ceefineass - requirements lyrics

[intro]
girl, i’m so sick of these n+ggas comin’ in my dm (cee, b+tch)
b+tch, look at me and look at you
now, you know we can’t be together

[verse 1]
i’m so sick of these n+ggas keep writing me in my dm (girl)
liking all of my pictures and tryna get me to see ’em (yup)
knowing they got a girl or probably stay with they bm
i’m screenshotting you n+ggas and sending it to the gm
it’s a shame what these n+ggas tryna do for the cat
he got a family at the house, but he ain’t worryin’ ’bout that
he in my dm on the ‘gram tryna see where i’m at
i told him my requirements and he ain’t never hit back
like do you got your own car? do you got your own house?
do you got a cash app? do you got a bank account?
do you got a baby mama? do you got a girlfriend?
nowadays, you gotta ask ’em if they got a boyfriend
have you ever been to jail? did you ever do a joce?
was you solid or you crack? are you in some paperwork?
look, i am not a weak b+tch, if you tryna eat this
here’s my requirements, tell me do you meet this?
i wanna know if you a k!ller or a b+tch (yup)
i wanna know if you be ridin’ with a stick (hmm)
i wanna know if you a boss or you a runner (what?)
i wanna know if you be creepin’ undercover (uh)
i wanna know if you be in and out the clinic (yup)
i’m in your business, let me see your last subscription (let me see)
i got a question and i really wanna know
is you living by yourself or you depending on a ho, huh?
i got a question i been tweakin’ to ask
i saw your partner posting money, y’all be sharing the bag, huh?
you n+ggas cappin’, i ain’t fallin’ for that
i told him my requirements and he ain’t never hit back
now let me put you n+ggas on game
when y’all be flexin’, showin’ money, that be so lame
if you ain’t tryna spend it on me, then don’t show it to me (yup)
think it’s ’bout to be that easy, boy, you on somethin’
you must ain’t know that i’m a savage and i’m out the b
and i ain’t buyin’ all that sh+t you tryna sell to me
he say he tryna be my n+gga, well, we finna see
before you do it, some requirements you gotta meet (yup)
now let me see, yeah
i need a n+gga that be really gettin’ cake, yeah
i need a n+gga who gon’ put me in my place, yeah
i need a n+gga nine inches or better
who gon’ f+ck me like a dog, be applyin’ that pressure, yeah
[break]
f+ck me+f+ck me+f+ck me+f+ck me+f+ck me like a dog
f+f+f+ck me+f+ck me+f+ck me+f+ck me like a+like a dog
f+f+f+ck me, f+f+f+ck me, f+f+f+ck me, f+ck me, f+ck me
f+f+f+ck me like a dog, be applyin’ that pressure, yeah

[verse 2]
i need a n+gga who gon’ take me on a date (yup)
at ruth’s chris and spend a hundred on a steak, yeah
i need a n+gga who ain’t livin’ with his mama (mama)
i need a n+gga with no baby mama drama (drama)
i need a n+gga who can blow my back in
pull my frontal out my head and pay to put it back in
i need a n+gga who ain’t worried ’bout his partners (nope)
i need a n+gga who can f+ck me for an hour
now tell me, n+gga, is you f+ckin’ with that?
i told him my requirements and he ain’t never hit back
f+ck these n+ggas, i don’t trust these n+ggas
cut ’em off when i’m done, i don’t cuff these n+ggas
tryna see me out in public, i’ma duck these n+ggas
i don’t care who he is, i so+what these n+ggas
creepin’ with his ex, i’ma bust these n+ggas
f+ckin’ ’round with everything, i wouldn’t touch these n+ggas (at all)
these n+ggas cappin’, i ain’t fallin’ for that
i told him my requirements and he ain’t never hit back
[outro]
yup
(yeah, right there, mykel)

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