Copy Cat lyrics

[Verse 1]
Stunna
b*tch, I go harder than thunder (b*tch)
Your b*tch all on my di*k, suckin' me up, just like a plunger (Yuh)
f*ck 'em and throw 'em away (Peace)
Baby Bone gotta get paid (Yuh)
Ain't stoppin' this hustle, I'm grindin' until I am drivin' the southern Mercedes
Y'all having babies, still gotta work to pick up some payments
But it's all good 'cause I feel like the greatest
No one can stop me, I'm gettin' this paper
Stop callin' my phone, I don't owe you no favors (b*tch)
Sweet and sour pus*y flavor (Yuh)
That b*tch is on paper (Yuh), suckin' and f*ckin' for favors (Yuh)
Where was you when I was workin' so hard?
I swear to God, I been on my job since I was two feet tall
I did this sh*t on my own, and a couple of homies I know
And a couple b*tches that blow by me like windshield snow
We could've did something great but now that you wanna hate
I'm taking it back inside of your mom, I'll put you back in your place
I'm not with that kissin' and sh*t, so, b*tch, get out of my face
And when we f*ck, she first to c*m like she was winnin' a race
But Baby Bone need some pay, so be patient and wait
'Cause when I bust one in yo' eye, then everything gon' be great
Got her looking like pirates, I ain't rocking no pyrex
Got a problem? We can solve 'em like we taking assignments
Waist so skinny, that pus*y so fat
My homies be tilted like T.I.P.'s hat
It's a full flex, she be throwin' it back
Baby girl, listen, you missin' the facts
It's for the money, I gotta get that
Chasin' the cheese, I gotta get that
But I cannot f*ck with not one of you rats
You wanna be me, I'm noticing that, yuh
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2]
I'd rather die broke than get money off you
Not a religion but my word is true
Stick 'em up, hit that boy up in his tooth
Only alive when I step in the booth
I gotta do me everyday, you do you
I see everything, I know what you do
You steadily talkin' sh*t, tryina to be cool
Acting like you are still in middle school, b*tch

[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes (b*tch)
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)

[Verse 3]
Stunna
b*tch, I go harder than thunder (Yuh)
Your b*tch all on my di*k, suckin' me up, just like a plunger (Yuh)
f*ck 'em and throw 'em away (Away)
Baby Bone gotta get paid (Paid)
Ain't stoppin' this hustle, I'm grindin' until I am drivin' the southern Mercedes
Y'all having babies, still gotta work to pick up some payments
But it's all good 'cause I feel like the greatest
No one can stop me, I'm gettin' this paper
Stop callin' my phone, I don't owe you no favors (Yuh)
Sweet and sour pus*y flavor (b*tch)
That b*tch is on paper (Yuh), suckin' and f*ckin' for favors (Yuh)
All of your b*tches contagious (b*tch), all of my homies outrageous (b*tch)
Get buck when you see me, everybody goin crazy
None of you haters can phase me, 'cause I be doing it daily
Baby Bone, b*tch, I do this sh*t, man, I ain't playin'
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)

[Outro]
Stunna
Stunna
Stunna
Stunna
(b*tch)