cupcakke - toys "r" us lyrics
[verse 1]
blowing up my phone cause i got bomb p-ssy
i’m not from the hood i am from my mom p-ssy
i talk sh-t thats what i do, talk sh-t till my face blue
you doing good when they hate you
these b-tches kiddie like babe ruth
comprehend i’m not yo friend i forever trend like timberlands
i don’t never count what i’m finna spend
my money right dont need a pen
come out slaying with the hottest look
make yo n-gga come out his pocketbook
it ain’t a date just a dinner plate
these frog legs, such elite buffet
back to the streets i gotta get me a buck
condoms not needed cause, don’t give a f-ck
my homies told me who they bout to rush
i won’t say sh-t like the old movie “hush”
cause i’m not no snitch but i am that b-tch
all because i’m in the light do not mean i’m gone switch
no my n-gga this is not a rental
you gone need a dental if you f-ck with me
lay a n-gga down in the ground
if he really think he got one up on me
on the highway in my jeeper creeper
paid for this b-tch off straight features
if you ain’t getting paid everyday like it’s friday
f-ck out my face like bye felicia
friday…. felicia ….only real n-ggas get it, (yea, yea)
lets get it
[hook]
b-tches out here acting tough , i’m tryna ignore the fuss
cause i don’t play with people kids
b-tch this ain’t toys r us (nah)
b-tch this ain’t toys r us (nah)
i came up from the rough
[verse 2]
the squad with me yeah we get paid
while yall b-tches looking pre-paid
no t-pain but this tea will leave a n-gga in pain
with a migraine when i spill it
anything i do i k!ll it, this peruvian b-tch feel it
fake hair but i’m the realest
i’m hard head you can’t tell me nothing
i’m going in like a belly b-tton
and on every beat that i see just label it “rip”
we only pals if it’s paypal or get the f-ck away from me
and to keep this sh-t g, i got more music than glee
we got beef cause he got roast
and i got more power than ghost
and i got more ledges than soap
cause i burn bread like toast
b-tch try it, bullets flying n-ggas dying now
you put that on god but you still lying, wow!
sad case, goofy running in a fast pace
looking like a track star knowing this yo last day
n-ggas already know what i’m about
what’s the amount? let me check yo account
i’m never lacking i change up my route
b-tches out looking for me like a scout
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