V12s lyrics

by

Baby Money


[Intro: Tay B]
(My n*gga Lee, I think we got another one)
All facts
Huh, yeah

[Chorus: Tay B]
Man, I pull up in V12s
My dog went crazy off a scam, he made what these n*ggas made off three deals
I can't agree with Eminem, it ain't f*ck a free world
I woke up in my bed, it's just me and three girls (Yeah)
How much you want for that pus*y? I ain't into goin' out
This lil' b*tch used to be f*ckin' on my mans, I'm f*ckin' now
You ain't bought your b*tch a bag, I just bought my b*tch a house
I hit my brothers with a bag, you ain't front your mans an ounce

[Verse 1: Tay B]
I ain't into rap beefin', I don't do no sh*t for clout
You be talkin' all that lil' gangster sh*t, but I can't vouch
This n*gga wanna kill me, man, he think I f*cked his spouse
I just really got the head from your b*tch and kicked her out
Treat her like that spot up in the West, I'm in and out
I was young and trappin', boy, your ass was in the house
I was in the game, you was playin' games on the couch
You tryna learn cheat codes, I was tryna learn the route
Good b*tch a freak b*tch, I just gotta turn her out
Loose lips sink ships, baby, just don't run your mouth
When my n*ggas catch a wave, man, you know we burn it out
If we slide down your block, man, you know we turn around
[Chorus: Tay B]
Man, I pull up in V12s
My dog went crazy off a scam, he made what these n*ggas made off three deals
I can't agree with Eminem, it ain't f*ck a free world
I woke up in my bed, it's just me and three girls (Yeah)
How much you want for that pus*y? I ain't into goin' out
This lil' b*tch used to be f*ckin' on my mans, I'm f*ckin' now
You ain't bought your b*tch a bag, I just bought my b*tch a house
I hit my brothers with a bag, you ain't front your mans an ounce

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
Them boys upped like three kills
A catcher on the chopper
We'll split a n*gga block and you won't even see shells
Five-thousand on the 'fit, n*gga, check the details
I be steppin' on that white, that sh*t make my feet pale
My n*ggas, we gon' share the same road, split the same pros
Was only here for an hour, I'm already goin' home
Flowers on my left wrist 'cause the presi' came rose
Stashin' like I ain't make it, I ain't never goin' broke
A half a million in the room, boy, that's dog sh*t
Soon as I ran that sh*t up, I got my dog rich
Boy, that ain't just your b*tch, boy, that's our b*tch
I'll bet the house on the game, boy, I'm all in
Easy money
[Chorus: Tay B]
Man, I pull up in V12s
My dog went crazy off a scam, he made what these n*ggas made off three deals
I can't agree with Eminem, it ain't f*ck a free world
I woke up in my bed, it's just me and three girls (Yeah)
How much you want for that pus*y? I ain't into goin' out
This lil' b*tch used to be f*ckin' on my mans, I'm f*ckin' now
You ain't bought your b*tch a bag, I just bought my b*tch a house
I hit my brothers with a bag, you ain't front your mans an ounce

[Outro]
(My n*gga Lee, I think we got another one)
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