Cost Me a Lot lyrics

[Intro]
What can I do?
It's cost me a lot
It's cost me a lot (n*gga, this sh*t right here, n*gga?)
It's cost me a lot (n*gga, this sh*t right here? sh*t, homie)
It's cost me a lot (sh*t, homie)
It's cost me a lot (n*gga, this sh*t right here, n*gga?)
It's cost me a lot (This sh*t right here?)
It's cost me a lot (Hey)
It's cost me a lot (Hey)

[Verse 1]
Just one of them days a n*gga feel like flossin'
A Stone Cold Stunner, b*tch, I'm Steve Austin
Cool as Drew Brees, I'm blowin' a few G's
Just to hear them hoes say that he's awesome
He's off 'em, yeah, remember when you fronted on me?
Pulled up beside me in the big body and stunted on me?
Or when the bouncer just announced that it was bottle service only
Then he kicked me out the line, yeah, he punted on me
Well, look, I'm back, b*tch, back with an attitude
Buyin' out the bar 'cause I feel like this sh*t, I gotta prove
Last year, the cashier told me my card was not approved
Now I'm tippin' the server hundred to show my gratitude, easy
Told you I'd be back, baby, guess you ain't believe me
Now I'm livin' just like them n*ggas you see on TV
VIP, feel like this club oughta thank me
I hit the bar so y'all can see me ballin', HD
[Refrain]
It's cost me a lot (Huh)
Big chains, big whips with wood grain
It's cost me a lot
My God
Watch make mama think someone might rob
It's cost me a lot
Fast life until the gas light
Cop the type of sh*t you couldn't get at half price
It's cost me a lot
Look, but don't touch, motherf*cker, think twice
It's cost me a lot

[Chorus]
Now I don't love no material things
But I'm in love with the feelings they bring
I got 'em like, "Damn" (How— how— how he do that?)
Damn (How— how— how— how he do that?)
Now I don't love no material things
But I'm in love with the feelings they bring
I got 'em like, "Damn" (How— how— how he do that?)
Damn (How— how— how— how he do that?)

[Verse 2]
Uh, knee-deep in the game, my chain heavy
Somebody get the pilot and ask is the plane ready
To handle all the weight on my shoulders, we takin' off
Don't wanna meet Aaliyah, but yet I can't take it off
'Cause how I'm supposed to shine right without the proper bling?
Remember when I did a show with Waka Flocka Flame
Felt naked 'cause the boy rocked about a thousand chains
Guess we rock a lot of ice 'cause we got a lot of pain
That's five hundred years of swellin', I'm tryna tell 'em
Jacob the Jeweler is cooler now that he a felon
Jay put a stamp on the n*gga, but wouldn't mail him
If he couldn't sell him, so what that tell him, huh?
My chain heavy and my b*tches look very thorough
Must be the money like Deion with the Jheri curl
White Range, call that motherf*cker Larry Bird
I got 'em hangin' onto every word
[Refrain]
It's cost me a lot (Huh)
Big chains, big whips with wood grain
It's cost me a lot
My God
Watch make mama think someone might rob
It's cost me a lot
Fast life until the gas light
Cop the type of sh*t you couldn't get at half price
It's cost me a lot
Look, but don't touch, motherf*cker, think twice
It's cost me a lot

[Chorus]
Now I don't love no material things
But I'm in love with the feelings they bring
I got 'em like, "Damn" (How— how— how he do that?)
Damn (How— how— how— how he do that?)
Now I don't love no material things
But I'm in love with the feelings they bring
I got 'em like, "Damn" (How— how— how he do that?)
Damn (How— how— how— how he do that?)