prince rique - shorty lyrics
(chorus)
birkin bags
grab some gucci she likes finer things
dressed in black
when i’m with her gotta spend a rack
curly hair
slim thic she got all of that
hit it right
she gon come back to me every night
break the limit
when you see us we gon speed right past
get the cash
blow a bag
make it back stupid fast
only with me cause she knows i buy her expensive tags
ain’t no need to front
i live lavish and i’m proud of that
(verse 1)
she my shorty
she not average you can’t handle that
romanoff mcu like her name is nat
on the floor she do the most with all that ass
all these hoes want my love but i don’t get attached
all these goofies want some bands
but i dont give my racks out
these hoes now trynna chill
just so they don’t feel left out
you be caught up in the fame
and i’m just trynna chill out
been trynna help the fam
been trynna help my momma out
just trynna help my momma out
trynna help my momma out
trynna help my momma out
(yah)
(chorus)
birkin bags
grab some gucci she likes finer things
dressed in black
when i’m with her gotta spend a rack
curly hair
slim thic she got all of that
hit it right
she gon come back to me every night
break the limit
when you see us we gon speed right past
get the cash
blow a bag
make it back stupid fast
only with me cause she knows i buy her expensive tags
ain’t no need to front
i live lavish and i’m proud of that
(verse 2)
i been on the fam love
forget about the hoe love
get the cheese
get the bands
cause i don’t really have enough
tell her that i gotta go
i ain’t got no time for love
never switch up on the bros
always gon be showing love
you know me i’m lit
i’m boutta turn my city up
i’m trynna get rich
i want my chains vv’d up
got love for the cars
i’m trynna sit in bentley trucks
steady on my grind
no options of giving up
no options of giving up
(chorus)
birkin bags
grab some gucci she likes finer things
dressed in black
when i’m with her gotta spend a rack
curly hair
slim thic she got all of that
hit it right
she gon come back to me every night
break the limit
when you see us we gon speed right past
get the cash
blow a bag
make it back stupid fast
only with me cause she knows i buy her expensive tags
ain’t no need to front
i live lavish and i’m proud of that
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