50 A Day
Need your body all the time
Check on you see you still fine
Leave me wondering so I pick my mind
This shit ain't worth it if they decide it
I would never kill you but i'd ride it for you, baby
50 a day
Anything you want i'ma get it for you, if you beat the p for me
50 a day
It's gon' be a little party, ain't no other place you want to be tonight
Correct me if i'm wrong but i'm usually right
No other place you want to be tonight
I don't get it, I give him advice
Super damn aggressive, can't be too nice
For my eyes only, that's me, all mine
Never in a space where they can speak on mine
I gave you addy to the clubhouse, at the door you know I charge a pop
I gave you a jacket, you're part of the club now
I'm a lover, choosey lover
(Choosey lover...
50 a day)
Know you miss me, I'm outside
Please do remember my vibe
And I hope your side joint shoot back, 'cus she gon' know you all mine
All these suckas wit no money got time, really they got it fucked up
Lost in the middle of the road stuck
(Choosey lover for me, it's the choosey lover...
It's the choosey lover for me...
It's the choosey lover for me...)
It's the toxic letters for me, must've learned that from Laboy
Just a birthday suit that's all
Instagram ain't doing it for me
(Pullup pullup...
Bring me joy)
Check on you see you still fine
Leave me wondering so I pick my mind
This shit ain't worth it if they decide it
I would never kill you but i'd ride it for you, baby
50 a day
Anything you want i'ma get it for you, if you beat the p for me
50 a day
It's gon' be a little party, ain't no other place you want to be tonight
Correct me if i'm wrong but i'm usually right
No other place you want to be tonight
I don't get it, I give him advice
Super damn aggressive, can't be too nice
For my eyes only, that's me, all mine
Never in a space where they can speak on mine
I gave you addy to the clubhouse, at the door you know I charge a pop
I gave you a jacket, you're part of the club now
I'm a lover, choosey lover
(Choosey lover...
50 a day)
Know you miss me, I'm outside
Please do remember my vibe
And I hope your side joint shoot back, 'cus she gon' know you all mine
All these suckas wit no money got time, really they got it fucked up
Lost in the middle of the road stuck
(Choosey lover for me, it's the choosey lover...
It's the choosey lover for me...
It's the choosey lover for me...)
It's the toxic letters for me, must've learned that from Laboy
Just a birthday suit that's all
Instagram ain't doing it for me
(Pullup pullup...
Bring me joy)
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Writer(s): Alexis Johnson
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