Ask around about her. She don't get emotional. Kill off all her feelings. That's why she ain't approachable. She know her pussy got a famine. A couple niggers with a suitcase. Suit and tie niggers who play roleplay. When it comes to money, she play no games. She lick it up just like a candy. She want to make them leave their family. She trying to live her life so fancy. She want to pull up in a Bentley. She ain't got time for loving. Louis Vuitton her husband. She'd rather die in lusting. She'd rather die in the club till she Six feet under, she going get that fucking paper. Six feet under, she going get that fucking paper. Six feet under, she going get that fucking paper. You know how she get down. Pop it for a check now. Six feet under, six six feet under. Six feet under, six six feet under. Six feet under, she going kill me for the paper. Not the type to fuck around. Going to turn that ass around. She don't depend on anybody. Knows just what to do with her own body. Counting all that money like a hobby. She don't give a fuck about nobody. And she got a whole crew popping. And she bend it over like she got no backbone. Got a couple niggers bringing up a trap phone. She don't need nobody waiting back home. She got it. She lick it up just like a candy. She want to make them leave their family. She trying to live her life so fancy. She want to pull up in a Bentley. She ain't got time for loving. Louis Vuitton her husband. She'd rather die in lusting. She'd rather die in the club till she Six feet under, she going get that fucking paper. Six feet under, she going get that fucking paper. Six feet under, she going get that fucking paper. You know how she get down. Pop it for a check now. Six feet under, six six feet under. Six feet under, six six feet under. Six feet under, she going kill me for the paper. Not the type to fuck around. Going to turn that ass around. Going to turn that ass around. Going to turn that ass around. Real love's hard to find. So she always takes her time. So she always takes her time. You ain't going catch her crying. She ain't going lose her mind. She ain't going lose her mind. Till she Six feet under, she going kill me for the paper. Six feet under, she going kill me for the paper. Six feet under, she going kill me for the paper. Not the type to fuck around. Going to turn that ass around.
