paris michael - 4 me lyrics
i ain’t have a problem with n+ggas til i got up
now these n+ggas talking crazy forgot how i’m brought up
brand new coupe and i gotta push to start up
dropped out of school no degrees for the summer
and b+tches think i’m pretty say they like my nail color
n+ggas wouldn’t write a sentence bout me til the commas
b+tch i’m from the land all i know is f+cking drama
what the f+ck you mean i’m a problem?
i just got up in this sh+t and n+ggas tryna start sum
rockstar b+tch so you know i had to rock some
all my coats dead whole closet playing possum
shalom, shalom, h+lla stars in my phone
david foster, but i don’t need a bodyguard i’m grown
they don’t wanna take a chance they would rather hire clones
and i’m tired that these n+ggas think they know mе, but they don’t really know me and
i don’t carе if n+ggas understand me
i don’t care if b+tches understand me
i don’t care if suits understand me
my clothes understand me
my hoes understand me
my raf understand me
my bag understand me
i just let my hair down, i feel like i’m brandy
i just let my hair down, i feel like i’m brandy
and big shout out to sosa, this money come in handy
hold up
b+tch have you seen me?
your girlfriend been acting funny n+gga i’m the reason
i don’t know what it is, guess i’m just appealing
but she be at my shows and she won’t stop screaming
b+tch i’m bad forever
n+ggas can’t f+ck with me b+tch i’m a devil
drop the top the seats is leather
shoot at the opp, we shoot at his brother
v for veneta, veneta, veneta
bottega bottega bottega bottega
the boot to the knee man i feel like a sailor
i don’t give a f+ck if you n+ggas would never
and i’m tired that these n+ggas say they feel me but they don’t really feel me and
i don’t care if n+ggas understand me
i don’t care if b+tches understand me
i don’t care if suits understand me
my clothes understand me
my hoes understand me
my raf understand me
my bag understand me
i just let my hair down, i feel like i’m brandy
i just let my hair down, i feel like i’m brandy
and big shout out to sosa, this money come in handy
what
i don’t care
b+tch, what
b+tch, what
rickstar, rockstar
rickstar, rockstar
money come in handy
tom ford parfum smell like brandy
brand new b+tch and the b+tch can’t stand me
brand new b+tch taste just like candy
brand new rick so tight can’t stand up
brand new rick so tight can’t stand up
i just let my hair down, i feel like i’m brandy
and big shout out to sosa, this money come in handy
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