Finer Thangs
Pimp C baby wood grain and gone
I miss what you got it going on.
And I was locked up in hell you was taking trips,
While the ... nigga boards, shaking the hips.
Now in the club, I can see him dancing for tip,
But they was freaking for free, now baby ain't that a trick,
you the princess of the south and I gotta be the king,
So girl you get use to having finer thangs(Baby)
Uhuu, boy was it this way to love me, you?
Now you, got me. for the.
Taking me on shopping sprees around the world,
So good to me, when I was just a country girl!
Can't help the way I'm turning now,
I'm in love with him without a doubt
And ... really turning on,
He got the whole world in his hands!
You got me used to all the fine things,
(You got me) infatuated by what money brings
(I'm so infatuated!)
Pooping... and watch celebrate, (everything)
You got me used to all the fine things,
Man, I met this chick so fine,
So bad I had to hip one time and this bitch deal sticking around
She was supposed to be a one bight stand,
Pussy was good she ended up staying
By one or two weeks, going on like freaks,
Every day, all day had me walking around weak,
Got me doing strange things like tricking...
Partners looking at me like. you're going mad.
I came the night I had it, this chick is so.
Only thing on my mind is trying to fuck.
They say .make you happy, right?
So for now I'm on set mode, sleeping ...
You got me used to all the fine things,
(You got me) infatuated by what money brings
(I'm so infatuated!)
Pooping... and watching celebrate, (everything)
You got me used to all the fine things
...but guy like me I showed you how to get the dough at,
Nigger told so many lies that when I told you the truth
It was valuable for you like...
.and I'm highly respected, I'm protected in the streets.
.why you gotta ride right,
That's why we're slamming ...
That's what we're staying drink the night.
You got me used to all the fine things,
(You got me) infatuated by what money brings
(I'm so infatuated!)
Pooping... and watch celebrate, (everything)
All those things, all those things!
You got me years ...
(Baby that's what you do,
You got me so used to over finest things)
I miss what you got it going on.
And I was locked up in hell you was taking trips,
While the ... nigga boards, shaking the hips.
Now in the club, I can see him dancing for tip,
But they was freaking for free, now baby ain't that a trick,
you the princess of the south and I gotta be the king,
So girl you get use to having finer thangs(Baby)
Uhuu, boy was it this way to love me, you?
Now you, got me. for the.
Taking me on shopping sprees around the world,
So good to me, when I was just a country girl!
Can't help the way I'm turning now,
I'm in love with him without a doubt
And ... really turning on,
He got the whole world in his hands!
You got me used to all the fine things,
(You got me) infatuated by what money brings
(I'm so infatuated!)
Pooping... and watch celebrate, (everything)
You got me used to all the fine things,
Man, I met this chick so fine,
So bad I had to hip one time and this bitch deal sticking around
She was supposed to be a one bight stand,
Pussy was good she ended up staying
By one or two weeks, going on like freaks,
Every day, all day had me walking around weak,
Got me doing strange things like tricking...
Partners looking at me like. you're going mad.
I came the night I had it, this chick is so.
Only thing on my mind is trying to fuck.
They say .make you happy, right?
So for now I'm on set mode, sleeping ...
You got me used to all the fine things,
(You got me) infatuated by what money brings
(I'm so infatuated!)
Pooping... and watching celebrate, (everything)
You got me used to all the fine things
...but guy like me I showed you how to get the dough at,
Nigger told so many lies that when I told you the truth
It was valuable for you like...
.and I'm highly respected, I'm protected in the streets.
.why you gotta ride right,
That's why we're slamming ...
That's what we're staying drink the night.
You got me used to all the fine things,
(You got me) infatuated by what money brings
(I'm so infatuated!)
Pooping... and watch celebrate, (everything)
All those things, all those things!
You got me years ...
(Baby that's what you do,
You got me so used to over finest things)
Credits
Writer(s): Luuk Roks
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