Fatt Jay$on - FinesseHer Lyrics

I finesse a bitch it's really none to it (Finesse her)
Bitches get finessed, we be gettin to it (For real)
Finesse her, finesse her, finesse her, finesse her, finesse her, finesse her (Haa!)
Real niggas doing what we do
Bad bitches always choose the crew
Bitches eat us up like a f*cking snack
Baby know she thick I'm grabbing all on that
Ian tryna play, she know what I came for
And you already know the Kidd
Bitches love it when you keep it real
I hit her friend and she kept it trill
Real niggas, you know we gone finesse a ho
Bad bitches they be trying get that f*cking dough (You know?)
They jus need a real nigga in they corner bro
And you know how we do it, we to trill (What)
Shit be going down (Mane)
You can't link with clowns
I make yo bitch buy me the newest jay's and Smoke Rise
Niggas bitin swag gone make me take off Empires (Pow pow)
We be them trend setters, DJ gave me a ecs, that bitch was bitin three days straight
We be trying finesse a bitch and get some cake
You already know, them boyz don't play it safe by the way
Keep that (Up on our side)
Shidd (Every time we ride)
But we ain't even on shit for real
We jus tryna finesse a bitch this jus the way we live (For real)