Flipp dinero - Looking at me

And put it on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, ay, yeah, ay (NOCAP, put these hoes in a coma)
Yeah, yeah

Ay, bottles in the club, different flavors
Mami on my body, ballin' out can't forsake her
Said she really want me, tell me, "Come out, see you later"
I can't really love her but she know I'm finna take her
I can not fake her, got hunnids that take her
I can't really want it, but she lost in that paper
But she all up on me, what's the cost? I'ma Laker
All these diamonds shinning, what's the cost? Bitch, they craters

Yeah, yeah, ballers in the club while she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she all in love, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she wanna fuck, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, she know what's up, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh

Henny make her speed up on the tempo
Fuck with shawty, tryna see what we could up get into
Sparkles on the bottle, make her smile in front of the rental
Know that I'ma fuck her, yeah, she love it 'cause I'm simple
Mami with' a body, yeah, she pull up, yeah, she ease
Keep a blunt that's filled with potent, yeah, the finest of the tree
I could tell she really want it 'cause she caught up with a G
I ain't faking money making, yeah, satisfy her needs
I ain't faking money lover, yeah, she do this how she please
Way she holdin' on my arm I say she wanna chill with me
Way she holding on my arm, you say she all in here with me
If I take her, yeah, she love me 'cause I'm all about my cheese


Yeah, yeah, ballers in the club while she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she all in love, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she wanna fuck, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, she know what's up, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh

Say that's your bitch, why she looking at me?
He ain't no rapper, do shows for the free
She just wanna fuck me for a for a band, that's cheap
I just made another half a milli' last week
Put it on her then I bust all in her ass cheek
Make her cum all on the bed, she need new sheets
I'ma beat the pussy up like Bruce Lee
I might let her come on over, but she can't sleep
You thought you had a good girl, make her nasty
She a freak on the weekend but she classy
I'ma give her the D if she looking at me
Give it up easy like, A, B, C's

Yeah, yeah, ballers in the club while she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she all in love, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she wanna fuck, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, she know what's up, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, ballers in the club while she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she all in love, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Said she wanna fuck, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, she know what's up, why she looking at me? Yeah, uh, yeah, uh

Why she looking at me?
Why she looking at me?
Why she looking at me?

Writers: Christopher St. Victor , Adam Kolankiewicz

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