far east movement - fbg$ (feat. big k.r.i.t. & miknna) lyrics
going out every weekend
spending all of my money
now that i’m alone
i ain’t got no time for lovin’
ooh ooh, i don’t know what to do with myself
(don’t know what to do, i don’t know what to do)
ooh ooh, i don’t know what to do with myself
(don’t know what to do, i don’t know what to do)
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
uh, i’m talking dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
she f–k for free, i tried to feed her, bring that beer
i’m never drinking, that’s some sh-t that i ain’t used to
but if they throw that p-ssy at you, what would you do?
i gotta knock it down like i do to caddy do’s
i gotta flip it like screens when i’m on fo’s
i told her “get down and get down on the floor”
the type of freak you pay for me, you never know
we on that layer, tryna pair us, force us on the slash
owing to the lights, the whip look so dramatic
why dodging it, dance and speeding through the traffic
to get home and bust these bands on that -ss
big bang bro, we flexin’ it to the max
money make her come, she don’t know how to end
if it ain’t f–king b-tches that gettin’ straight through the wealth
shawty, i don’t know what to do with myself, krizzle
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
yeah, living on airplane mode
never wanna change with the l.a. flow
different shoes, different legs through the valet doors
put you on the payroll not your everyday hoes
private with the pimpin keep it tinted benzo
f–k b-tches, get riches be the f–kin’ m.o.
’cause i innovate, i don’t play with imitate dough
stay cuttin’ mad fishes up hattori hanzo
flippin’ scales, sippin’ pales
robbin bad b-tches blind, watch me fingerbang in braille
pin the tails, yo i never fail
gimme one night with the fatty, kill the kitty, then i wish it well
playa by the code, feed ’em thru the nose
white b-tches diggin’ like an interview in vogue
frosted with the cinnamon, i’m f–kin’ witcha both
four queens with the king make a m-th-f–ka fold
going out every weekend
spending all of my money
now that i’m alone
i ain’t got no time for lovin’
ooh ooh, i don’t know what to do with myself
(don’t know what to do, i don’t know what to do)
ooh ooh, i don’t know what to do with myself
(don’t know what to do, i don’t know what to do)
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
f–k b-tches, get money
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