Look @ Me

I need hotboy to roll up the blunt for Jayne
Beat up the cat, call it in humane
Said he go so hard so I gripped his grain
Since I turned his ass out he ain't been the same

You been hanging round them thots again
He been trick on the bitch with the benz
Bitches need new clothes gotta borrow your friends
Shopping sprees, I don't know what a price tag is.

Ritz carlton, lets go and get some brunch or something
Penthouse suite catch your man munching something
Bitch i'm grown I ain't got no shame the best thing on his nose
Since he had cocaine, not the female weezy
Baby I'm 2chains, the most expensivest,
He tryna get a whiff of this thang
Cause I throw this ass back like I'm from new orleans
But I'm from the city of syrup, so I let it swang and bang

When I drop this ass down you just might
Get your feelings hurt
Throw it in a circle cause he like ii in a pencil skirt
Do he got money cause If not, I aint finna flirt
Do she got a man, Idc cause I'm feeling her

You don't want to be my enemy
All these other hoes just a cheap parody
I can tell you the real reason why she mad at me
Cause ha baby daddy love me like some hennesy

Just look at me
Like what you see my love
They can't compete
I would be mad too, look at me

Just look at me
(Clap, clap)
Like what you see?
(Clap, clap)
They can't compete
(Clap, clap)
I would be mad too, look at me

Now if you hating cause she got a good man
I'ma need you to stop girl, stop girl
If you mad cause she got a fat ass
I'ma need you to stop girl, stop girl
If you hating cause she got her degree
I'ma need you to stop girl, stop girl
If you ever think you gone run up on me
Just know you gone get popped girl, popped girl



Credits
Writer(s): Janay Peloquin
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