Fuck Tommy

Uhh
All she care about is money
I can't blame you honey
Most of these niggas act funny
Used to date a lil nigga named Tommy
He put a lil baby in her tummy
And he running from it
That boys a fucking dummy
Came up on beanies and weenies
Now she bout her business
Work out at Planet Fitness
Go to church on Sundays and Wednesdays
But still hit the club with her bitches
Taking paid vacation trips and
She ain't fucking with these lame ass niggas

Aye
Swole
Shawty got groove shawty got moves like Mary J. Blidge
Shawty got tits shawty got ass like Nicki Minaj
She ain't no Thot make a nigga lose his whole train of thought
Hoah
Fuck
Run it back
Let me take it from the top
The way she is she ain't got time to be fighting over niggas
But if she did she gon make sure she secure that wig uhh
She hold it down for her man cuz she a real one
Make a nigga wanna eat a plate of that pussy up no bib uhh
She got that wet
Say you can't hit that unless you got that stroke
Say she like that
Hit it from the back and grab her throat
She stay in VIP but not because of no promoters
She getting them pictures A1 angles and poses
Shawty did the big chop now she looking like Jada
And her friends might cock block got D like the Baltimore Raves
Bih got a whole squad she can sit in the pocket like Tom Brady
Shoot your shot she shutting it down
Leave a nigga deflated

All she care about is money
I can't blame you honey
Most of these niggas act funny
Used to date a lil nigga named Tommy
He put a lil baby in her tummy
And he running from it
That boys a fucking dummy
Came up on beanies and weenies
Now she bout her business
Work out at Planet Fitness
Go to church on Sundays and Wednesdays
But still hit the club with her bitches
Taking paid vacation trips and
She ain't fucking with these lame ass niggas

Huh
No
Uhhh
Yeah
Most these niggas act funny
Ain't got no job like Tommy
She got a lil tat on her stomach
She'll take that dick she ain't running
I'll spend that check like Gunna
You know you love that money
So pop them ass cheek for me
Clap Clap
You so motherfucking fine that it's sad
East Saint Laurent on her tag
That cost a stack
And she don't need a man baby got her on bag
And that ass fat look like Serena from the back
Swerve the new Beamer 2018 got no scratch
Oh you got a kid I'll be the papi Bernie Mac
The way you carry herself ain't got no choice but to respect it
Your baby daddy talking to you reckless Ima check him
If you a bad bitch and you know it gon show it
You got that ass God blessed you so gon throw it
You getting that paper let them other hoes know it
You on that Swole workout plan girl I know it

All she care about is money
I can't blame you honey
Most of these niggas act funny
Used to date a lil nigga named Tommy
He put a lil baby in her tummy
And he running from it
That boys a fucking dummy
Came up on beanies and weenies
Now she bout her business
Work out at Planet Fitness
Go to church on Sundays and Wednesdays
But still hit the club with her bitches
Taking paid vacation trips and
She ain't fucking with these lame ass niggas no



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Writer(s): Shawn Lynch, Jeremy Malden
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