Say Please - Nettspend

Say Please

Nettspend

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Lyric

Ain't my fault, yeah, yeah

Ay, ay, ay

(Swag, swag, swag)

It's hella money in the couch

Won't give you up, I love you now

Fuck, it made me love all things about you, uh

If we made love, would it change your output on me?

I like when you try on new outfits in front of me

I read from back to front, 'cause what they want from me?

I'm finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep

And I can't talk to your bitch, it smells like artichoke when she speak

Uh, I don't gotta say please

It's hella money, I don't gotta say please

Won't give you up, I love you now, say, "please" (fuck)

It made me love all things about you (I don't gotta say please)

Uh, if we made love, would it change your output on me?

I like when you try on new outfits in front of me (mm)

I read from back to front, 'cause what they want from me?

I'm finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep

It's hella money in the couch

It made me trust everything about you (man, fuck)

I don't gotta say please (okay)

I don't care, that bitch a dub, what? (I don't gotta say please)

I'm doin' pills and I ain't countin', I ain't countin'

'Cause I ain't sell 'em, I just been turnt, I'm in a Tahoe

She just wanna love everything about me, 'thing about me

She said lil' Nett came with a couple hundred thousand

She said, "My buddy keep a couple hundred rounds", huh

I could care less about the press, we get them out, huh

I'm with G-Money, smokin' on a fuckin' ounce, huh

Ain't smokin' crack, you know I ain't about it

I keep like hundreds on me, bitch, I keep that pocket full

From the Rich, I, from the Rich, I shoot

From the Rich, they shootin' out the window with that Uzi

I don't care no more, hundreds, just spend more

I don't know if I ranked up, eight hundred on me (swag, swag, swag)

It's hella money in the couch

Won't give you up, I love you now

Fuck, it made me love all things about you, uh

If we made love, would it change your output on me?

I like when you try on new outfits in front of me

I read from back to front, 'cause what they want from me?

I'm finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep

And I can't talk to your bitch, it smells like artichoke when she speak

(Swag, swag, swag)

- It's already the end -