Hamptons
Hundreds on the floor she was dancing
Four AM I was out in the Hamptons
She had a man and he played for the Celtics
So the fucking we doings only for practice oh yea
Perfect girl I'm far from romantic
I got hundreds still stuffed under the mattress
I got bitches that won't let go of attachments
And to the madness I feel like a magnet aw yea
Cause you know there's not much I wouldn't do
when i'm running to the money
And I still got a couple things I wanna know too
If you got the time to tell me
Cause you should chill on the secrets
Enough's gone catch up to you girl you know
You get a rush cause any moment your man could bust in
When you stall him you give it to me
Acting innocent you do it to easy
Girl you really keep me on my feet
I had the chain snowing just like Jeezy
Cause i'm a money getter, bag flipper, big tipper
Oh my god get her cause I'll get a bag with her, oh my
Hundreds on the floor she was dancing
Four AM I was out in the Hamptons
She had a man and he played for the Celtics
So the fucking we doings only for practice aw yea
Perfect girl I'm far from Romantic
I got hundreds still stuffed under the mattress
I got bitches that won't let go of attachments
And to the madness I feel like a magnet aw yea
Thumbs blue cause running to it that's all I do
I promised i'd come back for you
But I still wont call no truce
Cause I got the drop on my Ops still
And I know they want me dead the same way
Cause if I knock a nigga out the frame
I just might end up on the news the same day
You know I need your pussy for sure
When i'm out on the block baby you keep me on chill
To many enemies baby I don't want them knowing I'm here
Cause I'm a money getter, bag flipper, big tipper
Oh my god get her cause I'll get a bag with her oh my
Hundreds on the floor she was dancing
Four AM, I was out in the Hamptons
She had a man and he played for the Celtics
So the fucking we doings only for practice aw yea
Perfect girl I'm far from Romantic
I got hundreds still stuffed under the mattress
I got bitches that won't let go of attachments
And to the madness I feel like a magnet aw yea
Four AM I was out in the Hamptons
She had a man and he played for the Celtics
So the fucking we doings only for practice oh yea
Perfect girl I'm far from romantic
I got hundreds still stuffed under the mattress
I got bitches that won't let go of attachments
And to the madness I feel like a magnet aw yea
Cause you know there's not much I wouldn't do
when i'm running to the money
And I still got a couple things I wanna know too
If you got the time to tell me
Cause you should chill on the secrets
Enough's gone catch up to you girl you know
You get a rush cause any moment your man could bust in
When you stall him you give it to me
Acting innocent you do it to easy
Girl you really keep me on my feet
I had the chain snowing just like Jeezy
Cause i'm a money getter, bag flipper, big tipper
Oh my god get her cause I'll get a bag with her, oh my
Hundreds on the floor she was dancing
Four AM I was out in the Hamptons
She had a man and he played for the Celtics
So the fucking we doings only for practice aw yea
Perfect girl I'm far from Romantic
I got hundreds still stuffed under the mattress
I got bitches that won't let go of attachments
And to the madness I feel like a magnet aw yea
Thumbs blue cause running to it that's all I do
I promised i'd come back for you
But I still wont call no truce
Cause I got the drop on my Ops still
And I know they want me dead the same way
Cause if I knock a nigga out the frame
I just might end up on the news the same day
You know I need your pussy for sure
When i'm out on the block baby you keep me on chill
To many enemies baby I don't want them knowing I'm here
Cause I'm a money getter, bag flipper, big tipper
Oh my god get her cause I'll get a bag with her oh my
Hundreds on the floor she was dancing
Four AM, I was out in the Hamptons
She had a man and he played for the Celtics
So the fucking we doings only for practice aw yea
Perfect girl I'm far from Romantic
I got hundreds still stuffed under the mattress
I got bitches that won't let go of attachments
And to the madness I feel like a magnet aw yea
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Writer(s): Life Harris
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