Jequcory Davis, B. Lewie, Eli Myles - Wed in '99 Lyrics

I ain't tripping bout the money, tell me where you wanna go
Where you learn how to psh, i don't even wanna know
Ain't the type of nigga to leave the petals on the floor
I'm the type of nigga that you call to snatch ya soul
I'm the type of nigga always on go
Baby say she love me while I'm in it, whoa whoa
Blowing up my phone, why you tripping, hold on
Say that she don't wanna deal with it no more

She do my dishes wearing Gucci, like it pounds in the trash can
Nick cannon on me, girl you know I'm the band man
10 Toes down, stand on business on bad land
Hit her on the carpet for a hour, she ecstatic
Get you wet between yo legs, and on yo neck, and on yo wrist
I can give yo ass the world, girl I still ain't Shit
And you can find another nigga girl he still ain't this
Worried bout them other hoes, girl you been that bitch
I could vibe with you, I could slide with you
Hold these pills for me, I can grind with you
When you down, I'm the Nigga that you cry to
You the only one I introduced to mom dukes
I'm a grown man, I ain't making no excuses
Running up this chicken, tryna get us both coupes
You could pick a place when this play go through
I ain't got a problem spending pape on you

I ain't tripping bout the money, tell me where you wanna go
Where you learn how to psh, i don't even wanna know
Ain't the type of nigga to leave the petals on the floor
I'm the type of nigga that you call to snatch ya soul
I'm the type of nigga always on go
Baby say she love me while I'm in it, whoa whoa
Blowing up my phone, why you tripping, hold on
Say that she don't wanna deal with it no more

Who you gon deal with it if ain't me, what you mean
You at home in the new Vicki secs, ven aqui
I got yo legs up on the table, you my centerpiece
From the Westside, but got long hair just like you middle eastern
After we make this play in Philly, we to the phillipines
I can put you on some game, come with the winning team
That scary movie, bitches bound to trip on anything
I think I heard you mention pape, so now im listening
Im the boss type, we go all night
Diamonds shine bright, they like fog lights
My neck Froze, my heart too cold, you might get frost bite
Gon be sick, that you left you'll be alright
Why you tryna lock me down, you got the wrong guy
Don't you know it's money to get, you can't get all the time
You my lil baby, but I still can't call you mine
Come in between these dollar signs, is where I draw the line