chow lee - advance w her! lyrics
[chorus]
why would you come with your jeans on?
why would you cut off the hand that fed you then give me your shoulder to lean on?
you really just somethin to pee on (psst)
i could never be a peon
really a slime, heart green neon
you wastin’ my time, i took the ap off
(and this beat from cash not from youtube)
i know
don’t come out your face with it (nope)
i’m saying this sh+t with my chest
like cash, i’m pullin the bass in it
your ass? i’m putting my face in it
look, i’m gettin off topic again, and i love when i do it
i like to distract you with cool sh+t
and she basing the facts off the music
she think that i f+cked on— shh, i probably did she dont know how to prove it (yup)
the city, thеy jackin’ the movement (yup)
your tittiеs, i’m jackin’ the cup size (yup)
you get too drunk, i ain’t jackin’ your cup size (nope)
i never cared about f+cking on n+ggas’ b+tches but i care if they f+ck mine
i’m selfish as f+ck, where the f+ck mine?
and i’m wealthy as f+ck, i could touch time
[post+chorus]
like
take the rollie off and throw it
off the perc’, i feel heroic (yup)
me and my b+tch on tour at the same time i took my d+ck and then i mold it
i’ma mail it to the bnb (yup)
or i’ma mail it to the telly
got rap money but i’m still searchin for the glass when i sign into telly
i just walked in with some bands on me
shawty dance on me like d+mn
sitchy tucked by my man hope it dont jam on me like d+mn
spent some of my advance on a new ass on her like
and i hope she don’t die on the table, god got some plans for her life
[verse]
and the flight too long hope the plug got some xans for me like d+mn
i be tryna do my job but they look too good now i’m f+ckin’ fans
she like to roleplay she just walked in the room told me show my hands
i just saw the girl of my dreams, she know i’m a rapper now i got a chance
[refrain]
i ain’t tryna dance with her like
i’ma get advanced with her like
like my hands in her pants with it like
she ain’t tryna bring her mans to the light (nope)
this the same reason i be d+mned with a wife
like tss
[chorus]
why would you come with your jeans on?
why would you cut off the hand that fed you then give me your shoulder to lean on?
you really just somethin to pee on (psst)
i could never be a peon
really a slime, heart green neon
you wastin’ my time, i took the ap off
(and this beat from cash not from youtube)
i know
don’t come out your face with it (nope)
i’m saying this sh+t with my chest
like cash, i’m pullin the bass in it
your ass? i’m putting my face in it
look
i’m gettin off topic again, and i love when i do it
i like to distract you with cool sh+t
and she basing the facts off the music
she think that i f+cked on—
shh, i probably did she dont know how to prove it (yup)
the city, they jackin’ the movement (yup)
your titties, i’m jackin’ the cup size (yup)
you get too drunk, i ain’t jackin’ your cup size (nope)
i never cared about f+cking on n+ggas’ b+tches but i care if they f+ck mine
i’m selfish as f+ck, where the f+ck mine?
and i’m wealthy as f+ck, i could touch time
[post+chorus]
like
take the rollie off and throw it
off the perc’, i feel heroic (yup)
me and my b+tch on tour at the same time i took my d+ck and then i mold it
i’ma mail it to the bnb (yup)
or i’ma mail it to the telly
got rap money but i’m still searchin for the glass when i sign into telly
i just walked in with some bands on me
shawty dance on me like d+mn
sitchy tucked by my man hope it don’t jam on me like d+mn
spent some of my advance on a new ass on her like
and i hope she don’t die on the table, god got some plans for her life
[outro]
i ain’t tryna dance with her like (nope)
i’ma get advanced with her like (yup)
like my hands in her pants with it like
she ain’t tryna bring her mans to the light
this the same reason i be d+mned with a wife
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