Crepes
Yeah I fucked but she insane
Shawty so bad she got here late
Not the day but I'm getting this cake
You still broke while I'm getting paid
Now I'm rich niggas calling my name
Look at me this shit's unsafe
lawyer just called we beat the case
If you ain't wimme get the fuck out my way
Run up my check
Brand new corvette
Iced out Patek
Hoped on a jet
Gave me her neck
This a new fence
Fuck it we might not even get on set
The drip is too real niggas need a baguette
I feel like a boss nigga come do the dance
Lil bitch on that coupe she might need a corset
I just went to France now I need me some crepes
She riding the dick like an athlete
Pull up the chairs and we hoped on the backseat
This not the way so we called up a taxi
Cruising round town while we drunk this shi classy
Don't know how to feel when you say I'm the one
I swear I told you this was only for fun
Don't show me no papers the kid not my son
Don't come to my crib bitch I just bought a gun
Run up my check
Brand new corvette
Iced out Patek
Hoped on a jet
Gave me her neck
This a new fence
Fuck it we might not even get on set
The drip is too real niggas need a baguette
I feel like a boss nigga come do the dance
Lil bitch on that coupe she might need a corset
I just went to France now I need me some crepes
Shawty so bad she got here late
Not the day but I'm getting this cake
You still broke while I'm getting paid
Now I'm rich niggas calling my name
Look at me this shit's unsafe
lawyer just called we beat the case
If you ain't wimme get the fuck out my way
Run up my check
Brand new corvette
Iced out Patek
Hoped on a jet
Gave me her neck
This a new fence
Fuck it we might not even get on set
The drip is too real niggas need a baguette
I feel like a boss nigga come do the dance
Lil bitch on that coupe she might need a corset
I just went to France now I need me some crepes
She riding the dick like an athlete
Pull up the chairs and we hoped on the backseat
This not the way so we called up a taxi
Cruising round town while we drunk this shi classy
Don't know how to feel when you say I'm the one
I swear I told you this was only for fun
Don't show me no papers the kid not my son
Don't come to my crib bitch I just bought a gun
Run up my check
Brand new corvette
Iced out Patek
Hoped on a jet
Gave me her neck
This a new fence
Fuck it we might not even get on set
The drip is too real niggas need a baguette
I feel like a boss nigga come do the dance
Lil bitch on that coupe she might need a corset
I just went to France now I need me some crepes
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Writer(s): Joel Louissaint
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