EXPENSIVE

Expensive
100 milli In my bank account
Boy you know what I fucking said
Gotta bread gotta love Jamaican bread
You can cut it with the bros
You can cut it with the feds
Already know what I make in a month
And she know what I'll make in ten years
Ohh You Already got stock
In the bills boy
Then you really bought stock in the feds

Girl let me come and scope you out
Show you what good music come out
You can hear it in the room Robitussin
You can feel it in the room
That we touching
Even thought they knew, knew nothing
I'm like aye let me show you something
Almost got off topic when I met you
Good thing had to go
And use the restroom
Only thing that get me off is the rec room
I been off topic since I met you
Thought I was gone be living single
Now I'm Living my dreams and

She get down on her knees and
Going down with a reason
First it started with teething
Now she gripping and squeezing
It's all white like a season
It's off to white but it's seasoned
She not white she Belizean
And she like me back un believable
To me that is reasonable
I don't even know what season we on
Hit it from the front I can see what you on
Baby got back
Gotta reason to bone (bone)

Spit it, lick it
Dirty dancing in the kitchen
You loved me I didn't listen
I'm with you now that's crazy
Loving you till I'm eighty
My forever baby
Making me wanna be lazy
So gotta make more money then Jay-Z
So bad gotta keep it off safety
Trying make sure you get home safely (haha)

When we make it to the crib so safely
Ima give you safe words, just say please
Only got fifty strokes left save me (yea)
Put it in your mouth
You ain't gotta say shit
Didn't wanna curse
Trying be different
But that pussy already explicit (swish)
Let me show you something new
Let me show you sum different
You talk and I just listen
Show me what you got
Show me how to finish

Say cheese let me be your dentist
Know I'm all about good hygienics
Getting hot I'm here Pyrogenic's
Don't believe it till I see it finish
Squirted on my brand new denim
Love God but tonight I'm a sinner
I ain't gonna lie
But I ain't eat dinner
Didn't know that she was a spinner
Turned out better than that
It's a winner
She cooking me chicken for dinner
She cooking me dinner on spinners
Whisper in your ear
Let me whisper in your ear (shh)
Shut up



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Writer(s): Treyvon Roddy
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