I'm tired of holding my tongue
The next girl speak on my name getting stomped out right there nigga we gettin it done
Ole' girl still mad bout a nigga that don't even want her but keep her just cause she dumb
And my mama ain't raise no dummy so you can have him cause I know what he come with
Got 100 problems and 100 bands can solve em
Gotta get that easy fix
Other opp still broke and mad gotta pillow talk to get girls on her side
Whole time ion really care cause these goofy hoes never cross my mind
I'm too high class you way to broke so why would you lie on my body
I'm too high class so that was a joke ain't no one believe that lie
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday this broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends still got crushed yall can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How bout you take me to the bank
Instead of taking me to pops
I'm thinkin Miami Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin I got aura
They say B3 comin up
And all I did was keep my patience
I can't wait till I get rich
I know the opps gone be outrageous
Why you mix up prints and think you can dress lil mama it's givin tacky
Can't tell me nothin if no money involved last time I checked you ain't my daddy
I'm getting flowers from boys in middle school who used to call me blackie
Now all of a sudden I'm chocolate cute gorgeous they tryna get at me
I'm just 17 I'm runnin it up
I'm taking trips out Cincinnati
I was gettin bored till they mentioned money
They lost me then they had me
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday this broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends still got crushed y'all can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How bout you take me to the bank
Instead of taking me to pops
I'm thinkin Miami Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin I got aura
Bri3 - AURA Lyrics
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I'm tired of holding my tongue
The next girl speak on my name getting stomped out right there nigga we gettin it done
Ole' girl still mad bout a nigga that don't even want her but keep her just cause she dumb
And my mama ain't raise no dummy so you can have him cause I know what he come with
Got 100 problems and 100 bands can solve em
Gotta get that easy fix
Other opp still broke and mad gotta pillow talk to get girls on her side
Whole time ion really care cause these goofy hoes never cross my mind
I'm too high class you way to broke so why would you lie on my body
I'm too high class so that was a joke ain't no one believe that lie
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday this broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends still got crushed yall can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How bout you take me to the bank
Instead of taking me to pops
I'm thinkin Miami Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin I got aura
They say B3 comin up
And all I did was keep my patience
I can't wait till I get rich
I know the opps gone be outrageous
Why you mix up prints and think you can dress lil mama it's givin tacky
Can't tell me nothin if no money involved last time I checked you ain't my daddy
I'm getting flowers from boys in middle school who used to call me blackie
Now all of a sudden I'm chocolate cute gorgeous they tryna get at me
I'm just 17 I'm runnin it up
I'm taking trips out Cincinnati
I was gettin bored till they mentioned money
They lost me then they had me
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday this broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends still got crushed y'all can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How bout you take me to the bank
Instead of taking me to pops
I'm thinkin Miami Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin I got aura
The next girl speak on my name getting stomped out right there nigga we gettin it done
Ole' girl still mad bout a nigga that don't even want her but keep her just cause she dumb
And my mama ain't raise no dummy so you can have him cause I know what he come with
Got 100 problems and 100 bands can solve em
Gotta get that easy fix
Other opp still broke and mad gotta pillow talk to get girls on her side
Whole time ion really care cause these goofy hoes never cross my mind
I'm too high class you way to broke so why would you lie on my body
I'm too high class so that was a joke ain't no one believe that lie
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday this broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends still got crushed yall can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How bout you take me to the bank
Instead of taking me to pops
I'm thinkin Miami Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin I got aura
They say B3 comin up
And all I did was keep my patience
I can't wait till I get rich
I know the opps gone be outrageous
Why you mix up prints and think you can dress lil mama it's givin tacky
Can't tell me nothin if no money involved last time I checked you ain't my daddy
I'm getting flowers from boys in middle school who used to call me blackie
Now all of a sudden I'm chocolate cute gorgeous they tryna get at me
I'm just 17 I'm runnin it up
I'm taking trips out Cincinnati
I was gettin bored till they mentioned money
They lost me then they had me
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday this broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends still got crushed y'all can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How bout you take me to the bank
Instead of taking me to pops
I'm thinkin Miami Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin I got aura
Writer: Abria Parrish
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