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lightskinkeisha - spend sum cash lyrics

[intro]
woo
it’s beisha
bankroll got it

[chorus]
big bank beisha, yeah, b-tch, i’m back at it (beisha)
post a thirst trap, bet your n-gga double tap it (yeah)
got that come back, got him turnin’ to an addict (mmh)
round of applause when that -ss get to clappin’ (uh)
booty so big, he wanna throw a stack on it (yeah)
bossy lil’ b-tch, keep a couple racks on me (ooh)
thirty inch weave, i could sit my -ss on it (ooh)
make your baby daddy wanna spend some cash on me

[verse 1]
i ain’t never ever worried ’bout a sneak diss (sneak diss)
’cause nine times out of ten, it’s from a weak b-tch (from a weak b-tch)
everything big, i don’t do no weak sh-t (nah)
these b-tches can’t see me ‘less they pay the fee, b-tch (period)
i be stayin’ to myself ’cause b-tches jealous of my wealth (they jealous)
instead of checking up on me, they need to check up on they health (the f-ck?)
let me make this sh-t real clear, all you b-tches in my rear
my only compet-tion ever is that b-tch in the mirror (yeah)
b-tch, i go r-t-rded like i’m special ed (yeah)
whatever on my mind, believe it’s gon’ get said (get said)
you braggin’ ’bout that n-gga, i just left him on read (the f-ck?)
yeah, he cute, but he look better between my legs, let’s go

[chorus]
big bank beisha, yeah, b-tch, i’m back at it (beisha)
post a thirst trap, bet your n-gga double tap it (double)
got that come back, got him turnin’ to an addict (mmh)
round of applause when that -ss get to clappin’ (uh)
booty so big, he wanna throw a stack on it (yeah)
bossy lil’ b-tch, keep a couple racks on me (ooh)
thirty inch weave, i could sit my -ss on it (ooh)
make your baby daddy wanna spend some cash on me

[verse 2]
i ain’t f-cking with no broke n-gga, that sh-t dead
i won’t even let a broke n-gga give me some head
how you think that you a boss, sleeping on an air bed?
old bird -ss n-gga, better get you some bread
i ain’t f-cking with these b-tches ’cause these b-tches be messy
drip in four different designers every time i be dressing
quick to pop off on a motherf-cker, don’t try to test me
cashin’ checks up at the bank, and that’s where you can come catch me
never entertaining hoes and i ain’t tripping over n-ggas
i go and get that bag and then i make that money triple
ten out of ten, and them triple d’s sittin’
if you ain’t talking money, then i gotta get missin’ (gotta blast)

[outro]
spend some cash on me
spend some cash on me
spend some cash on me
make your baby daddy wanna spend some cash on me

- lightskinkeisha lyrics

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