Weak
Flo Milli shit, bitch
(J White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)
Ayy, I'm 'bout to hit up Christian, I ain't seen him in a minute (Hey)
Dennis be on my mind but that nigga don't like to listen
Maleek too fuckin' borin', he always up in his feelings
I know Eric got a girlfriend but I'm knowin' he be missin'
All these niggas hit me up, when they be cravin' my attention
I ain't even let 'em hit it, got 'em sprung with just a friendship
Tryna claim me, I can't blame 'em
That's why I just keep my distance
If I ever lose my interest, cut him off, he in his feelings
These niggas weak (eww)
They've been textin' me all week
Just let me be (let me go)
Blowin' me up, I'm tryna sleep
I ain't your freak (stupid nigga)
So don't be callin' after three
I do what these bitches don't
That's why they runnin' back to me
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that cash (run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (still run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (he better run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Bounce that ass (he gon' run it up)
I'ma make him work like he's a bodybuilder, then I might consider (ha)
If he always got his partners with him, I might leave him quicker
Hell no, I don't want no childish nigga, give me dollars, nigga
Put some money in my bank just like you hit the lotto, nigga
Look, you can keep it pimpin' now I'm gone, I know you miss me (woah)
Used to text "Good mornin'", now you stopped, that's inconsistent
I've been in my bag, don't got time to be in my feelings
Ladies, listen, I ain't talking 'bout fitness when I say
These niggas weak (eww)
They've been textin' me all week
Just let me be (let me go)
Blowin' me up, I'm tryna sleep
I ain't your freak (stupid nigga)
So don't be callin' after three
I do what these bitches don't
That's why they runnin' back to me
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that cash (run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (still run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (he better run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Bounce that ass (he gon' run it up)
These niggas weak (eww)
(run that cash up, run that cash
Run that cash up, run that cash)
These niggas weak (eww)
(Run that cash up, run that cash
Run that cash up, bounce that ass)
These niggas weak (eww)
(Run that cash up)
Run that cash up, run that cash
Run that cash up, run that
Run that cash up, run that
Run that cash up, bounce that ass
(J White Did It
J White Did It
Ooh yeah, yeah)
(J White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)
Ayy, I'm 'bout to hit up Christian, I ain't seen him in a minute (Hey)
Dennis be on my mind but that nigga don't like to listen
Maleek too fuckin' borin', he always up in his feelings
I know Eric got a girlfriend but I'm knowin' he be missin'
All these niggas hit me up, when they be cravin' my attention
I ain't even let 'em hit it, got 'em sprung with just a friendship
Tryna claim me, I can't blame 'em
That's why I just keep my distance
If I ever lose my interest, cut him off, he in his feelings
These niggas weak (eww)
They've been textin' me all week
Just let me be (let me go)
Blowin' me up, I'm tryna sleep
I ain't your freak (stupid nigga)
So don't be callin' after three
I do what these bitches don't
That's why they runnin' back to me
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that cash (run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (still run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (he better run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Bounce that ass (he gon' run it up)
I'ma make him work like he's a bodybuilder, then I might consider (ha)
If he always got his partners with him, I might leave him quicker
Hell no, I don't want no childish nigga, give me dollars, nigga
Put some money in my bank just like you hit the lotto, nigga
Look, you can keep it pimpin' now I'm gone, I know you miss me (woah)
Used to text "Good mornin'", now you stopped, that's inconsistent
I've been in my bag, don't got time to be in my feelings
Ladies, listen, I ain't talking 'bout fitness when I say
These niggas weak (eww)
They've been textin' me all week
Just let me be (let me go)
Blowin' me up, I'm tryna sleep
I ain't your freak (stupid nigga)
So don't be callin' after three
I do what these bitches don't
That's why they runnin' back to me
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that cash (run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (still run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Run that... (he better run it up)
Run that cash up (run it up)
Bounce that ass (he gon' run it up)
These niggas weak (eww)
(run that cash up, run that cash
Run that cash up, run that cash)
These niggas weak (eww)
(Run that cash up, run that cash
Run that cash up, bounce that ass)
These niggas weak (eww)
(Run that cash up)
Run that cash up, run that cash
Run that cash up, run that
Run that cash up, run that
Run that cash up, bounce that ass
(J White Did It
J White Did It
Ooh yeah, yeah)
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Writer(s): Brian Alexander Morgan, Shirley Murdock, Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman
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