cuban doll - model walk lyrics
[intro]
(street kings, we make music)
[chorus]
b+tches big mad, and these n+ggas can’t have me
you a bum b+tch, and your n+gga want a baddie
feelin’ like griselda with the money in the mattress
model walk on these b+tches when i come on, stop the traffic
make him stop, pause, hol’ up, wait
when i put this ass in yo’ face
make him stop, pause, hol’ up, wait
when i put this ass in yo’ face
[verse]
b+tches always in they feelings, what is really goin’ on?
blew a check on designer, throw the change at you bums
got a birkin on my arms, plenty benjis in my wallet
takin’ off on you b+tches, conversation be on private
when we land, tip the pilot, throwin’ money, start a riot
you a fan, clap yo’ hands if your p+ssy low mileage
we’ll be ridin’, no brakes, and we roll like tires
got a n+gga, he a eater, suck me like a vampire
see, i ain’t worried ’bout a b+tch on some real sh+t
we gettin’ money, send a drill, that’s the k!ll switch
model walk on you b+tches, got designer on my frames
cuban links on my neck, all you hoes know my name
[chorus]
b+tches big mad, and these n+ggas can’t have me
you a bum b+tch, and your n+gga want a baddie
feelin’ like griselda with the money in the mattress
model walk on these b+tches when i come on, stop the traffic
make him stop, pause, hol’ up, wait
when i put this ass in yo’ face
make him stop, pause, hol’ up, wait
when i put this ass in yo’ face
[verse 2]
bad b+tches make it pop like a rubber band
you ain’t f+ckin’ with a juvenile, understand?
chasin’ money, big bags, big plans
a real boss on his arm like a wristband
she a hater, need work on her body
flirtin’ with your n+gga when i pull up in a mase’
if you don’t do it for the money, it’s a hobby
make me drop a bag like i came up in the lobby
i tell ’em, “hey, bighead,” like yo gotti
send a cashapp or put it in the b+tch pocket
and i ain’t trippin’ if another b+tch got it
numbers don’t lie, cut the check, that’s a profit
[chorus]
b+tches big mad, and these n+ggas can’t have me
you a bum b+tch, and your n+gga want a baddie
feelin’ like griselda with the money in the mattress
model walk on these b+tches when i come on, stop the traffic
make him stop, pause, hol’ up, wait
when i put this ass in yo’ face
make him stop, pause, hol’ up, wait
when i put this ass in yo’ face
[outro]
(street kings, we make music)
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