Too Late
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yeah) Woo!
It's Too Late (woo, yeah)
It's Too (ugh), It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late (yee, wait)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yee)
I got a question
And trust, nobody here got the answer
Feeling like Dr. Evil, World in my palm hold it for ransom
Riding around in a phantom
Picking up women in random
It's funny how, when the money loud, all of a sudden you're handsome!
What a surprise, boy I'm just sick of the lies
Can't even look in my eyes, Man that's a joke
Look at you taking my side
Finally swallow your pride that's just cause you broke!
I just had to let you know...
It's Too Late (woo, yeah)
It's Too (ugh), It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late (yee, wait)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yee)
It's Too Late!
Pull out the gate, that's an I8!
I ain't the type to be hitting the brakes
I ain't the type to be chilling with fakes, I cannot relate
Keep it 100 I keep it fillet
Fuck what I say, watch what I do
That be the difference between me and you
Keeping it straight I aint busting a "U"
At least not for you... (woo, woo!)
Cause I've been counting and counting these bills till my fingers blue
Somebody said they gon' find us
I hope that they do
Bitch, you looking for who? who? who? who?
It's Too Late (woo, yeah)
It's Too (ugh), It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late (yee, wait)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late! (woo)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yeah) Woo!
It's Too Late (woo, yeah)
It's Too (ugh), It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late (yee, wait)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yee)
I got a question
And trust, nobody here got the answer
Feeling like Dr. Evil, World in my palm hold it for ransom
Riding around in a phantom
Picking up women in random
It's funny how, when the money loud, all of a sudden you're handsome!
What a surprise, boy I'm just sick of the lies
Can't even look in my eyes, Man that's a joke
Look at you taking my side
Finally swallow your pride that's just cause you broke!
I just had to let you know...
It's Too Late (woo, yeah)
It's Too (ugh), It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late (yee, wait)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (yee)
It's Too Late!
Pull out the gate, that's an I8!
I ain't the type to be hitting the brakes
I ain't the type to be chilling with fakes, I cannot relate
Keep it 100 I keep it fillet
Fuck what I say, watch what I do
That be the difference between me and you
Keeping it straight I aint busting a "U"
At least not for you... (woo, woo!)
Cause I've been counting and counting these bills till my fingers blue
Somebody said they gon' find us
I hope that they do
Bitch, you looking for who? who? who? who?
It's Too Late (woo, yeah)
It's Too (ugh), It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late (yee, wait)
It's Too (yeah)
It's Too (bitch)
It's Too Late! (woo)
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Writer(s): Aaron Salem
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