For Everybody lyrics

[Intro]
Haha, ayy, ladies?
Have you ever had to call one of these lil' hood rats?
And, and she tried to act like
You don't know who the f*ck your n*gga is?
Man, these b*tches done lost they mind, don't do that
Yeah, she gon' say somethin'

[Verse 1]
Listen, don't hit my line
Asking why my number in yo' n*gga sh*t (What?)
You wasting ya time (You just waitin' on me)
Probably shoulda asked that n*gga b*tch (I did)
Probably wasn’t f*ckin’ that n*gga right (b*tch you sound stupid)
Probably want a bad b*tch in his life
I mean how the f*ck am I suppose to know?
I mean you said that he was yo n*gga right? (And you know that!)
Cuffing is dead
You heard what I said, b*tch cuffing is dead
These new n*ggas don't know how to act
They in and out of everybody (No, bright-ass)
Never trust no n*gga b*tch
All these n*ggas counterfeit
Baby girl when you gon' learn?
That is not yo n*gga, sh*t (Oh yeah you know what time it is)
[Chorus]
These n*ggas for everybody (Nah not mine)
These n*ggas for everybody (b*tch you for everybody)
These n*ggas for everybody (You for everybody)
These n*ggas for everybody (You for everybody)
These n*ggas for everybody

[Verse 2]
I suck and f*ck em when I want to (Me too)
Run his pockets when I want (b*tch)
Run his check up at Saks and Fifth (That's it?)
That's what this good pus*y do (It's whack)
Came through on that late night
Sent fo' me first class flight (Commercial)
Follow me might learn something
Stop trippin' might earn somethin' (Ha ha ha)
He won't ever love a square b*tch (A square b*tch?)
Baby you gon' have to share him
Ya n*gga been down with OPP
I hate to be the one to tell ya
I seen him in Houston with Lexis (I know her)
When he leave you he gon' text me (Uh-huh)
And I'ma ask him what that mouth do (But what yo mouth do?)
I can't help it that I'm this sexy
See you might be able to cuff some
But that n*gga ain't gon' be none of 'em
See, that n*gga love him a bad b*tch (Which is me!)
And everybody havin' fun wit' him (That's why he wifed me)
See that n*gga ain't no exclusive (Yes he is)
Girl, you out here looking stupid (b*tch, you look stupid)
I ain't being funny
I'm just telling you that you don't know what you doing (I wanna beat this b*tch ass bro!)
The type of n*gga you pursuing
Is the type that ain't gon' love you back (But he love me though)
He love what you do for him
But he know I ain't doin' none of that
See, he know I ain't having none of that
And I won't ever be his wifey (But you ain't got no choice)
Whenever you get out ya feelings bae
You might wanna do it just like me (Like you?)
See, me and my b*tches don't save em (You a rat!)
We catch his ass and we throw it back
Break his ass down like a pound
When I'm done you can have him back (You proud of dat, huh?)
b*tch don't play yo self ain't nothing 'bout that n*gga godly (That's mine)
He ain't just for you, baby, he for everybody
[Chorus]
(Nah, no he ain't b*tch, b*tch, you for everybody) These n*ggas for everybody
(b*tch, but I done let you f*ck along some little bad b*tch you got beside yourself) These n*ggas for everybody
(Let me beat some motherf*ckin' nerves up in that ass, where you at?) These n*ggas for everybody, these n*ggas for everybody
(Lil' weak b*tch) These n*ggas for everybody

[Verse 3]
You say you'll never be his wifey
As if you ever had the option (What?)
The way dem titties sag
Milk that gon' bad b*tch, I promise he ain't coppin' (Girl!)
Everybody know you boppin'
The whole hood know you fair play (And?!)
That little change that he throw yo way
Ho, I spend that sh*t everyday
Let me make some sh*t clear
I'm f*ckin' off what you make in a year
You ride in Uber's, I ride in a Leer
We not cut from the same clothing, my dear (Yeah)
Talking that sh*t but bae must I remind you?
I am that b*tch, I will pull up and find you (Pull up!)
Everything got my name on it (Yeah)
Ring finger got his rang on it
Don't nothing move 'til I sign sh*t
You might as well be my side b*tch (Ha ha ha)
You probably wanna be quiet, Miss
Cause I ain't never been tried, sis
That n*gga don't even know you
No contact, no photos
Never seen 'em in the daylight
Do you know what the n*gga really look like? (I don't care)
I mean wow, thought you were winning 'til now?
Sonin' you b*tch, you my child (Nah, you ain't my mom)
You living foul, you need to polish up bae
Basic sh*t I don't allow
And that n*gga about to get his too
Just as soon as I'm done with you
'Cause them other n*ggas might be for everybody but
I'm who that motherf*cker belong to (He for everybody)
So get it right b*tch, I'm wife b*tch
And can't nun of y'all hoes replace me
You proud to be this n*gga c*mrag?
Ho, you down bad and you crazy
Gon' knuckle up cause I'll fight for mines
Yo pus*y petty, you wasting time
You seasonal, part time
You get f*cked up f*ckin' with mine you lil' b*tch
(Okay Keisha!)