Ufillme
Lyrics
Ain't no handouts, boy she bad like watch ya mouth, I got stains spilt on plaid, had hand rinse and wash it out
Bitch worth half a mil, I can take your doctor out, condos are duplex, you can take the carpet out
Yeah, I can hit a lick without a mouth, these bitches busy bees, they be bugging out
Yeah, blue honey on me, look like we been holding out, tunnel vision only count the carpal tunnel out
Yeah, do you feel me, do you feel me, do you feel me, do you feel me, do you feel me
Yeah, ain't no more droughts, I spent stacks on carry out, don't know dumb shit carry out, FN get you carried out
I left home alone but I brought dirty Harry out, bitch my heart is chrome, you wipe me down with terry towel
Yeah, do you feel me, do you feel me, do you feel me, do you feel me, do you feel me
Ain't no handouts, boy she bad like watch ya mouth, I got stains spilt on plaid, had hand rinse and wash it out
Writer(s): Fred Lowinger, Rory William Quigley, Valee Taylor
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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