K Michelle - More Issues Than Vogue Lyrics
Mindful
[Intro: T-Pain (K. Michelle)]
Should I [?]
Great, good
What's up, girl?
(AOOOOOWWW!)
[*laughs*]
Everybody get up!
[Hook:]
Who the f*ck
Told y'all hoes to open up?
Cut-that's enough!
I'm comin' straight from the gut
I ain't playin, who dat?
Hold up
Tell that bitch to move back!
Slow up!
[Verse 1:]
F*ck that nigga, f*ck that bitch that he with
I got my own money, ain't nobody givin' me shit
I'm the original, I'm the one that be cookin' that shit
She keep sayin' that I'm stealin', I'mma look at that bitch like
[Hook: K. Michelle (T-Pain)]
Who dat?
Ha!
(Security!)
Tell that bitch to move back!
Slow up, for real!
[Verse 2:]
I mean for real, I'mma here to win and shit
Your little man got me leavin and buildin, bitch
I mean for real, I probably woulda killed this shit
I mean for real, but do you even feel this shit?
You keep sayin' you the illest bitch
But I still feel like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill
If you was determined to still feel like you was deservin' to be real
Then you would've learned it a long time ago!
Uh, I prime a ho
I done got into it with all kinda hoes
Think about what you puttin' on the line, you ho
Probably all your money and time, you ho
You only got six seconds, I'll Vine a ho
I'mma get mine fa'sho
Ya got one more time, ya ho
So don't be sorry, be mindful, ho!
[Hook: K. Michelle (T-Pain)]
Like, who dat?
Slow up!
(Security!)
Tell that bitch to move back!
Slow up!
Be mindful, hoe
Like, who dat?
(Security!)
Somebody tell that bitch to move back!
Slow up, cause I ain't playin' with 'em!
[Outro: K. Michelle (T-Pain)]
Slide, slide, slide!
Tell that bitch to move back!
So I can slide, slide, slide!
Tell that bitch to move back!
Slide, slide, slide!
(Security!)
Tell that bitch to move back!
Slide, slide!
(Security!)
Tell that bitch to move back!
Writer: KIMBERLY MICHELLE PATE, FAHEEM RASHAD NAJM
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group,
Got Em Like
[K. Michelle (T-Pain):]
I like tea!
(Hey, hey, look baby they playing our song)
Oooh, Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn!
Somebody better turn off these lights
I got a birthday set coming up
I need ones on me
I need everyone on me
Come and show me some love
Got that booty sitting right
I make it clap got them booty cheeks looking like they getting into a fight (Inna Fight!)
Ain't it nice? (Ain't it nice?)
I'm tryna leave with the big money bed
This my night
All of these niggas is asking me what I'm 'bout to get into
I tell 'em nothing
Unless you bringing some money with you
If that's all you got
Boy you know that I ain't f*cking with you
I need stacks otherwise motherf*cka you can get back
Got 'em like damn, damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn
Ooh got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Ooh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Oooo, look at all your ice
Oooh, You touching up on me but is you gon' pay the price?
Ooh No!?
I know I'm looking right
Ooh, but you just been chillin' and you ain't been spendin' all night
All of these niggas is asking me what I'm 'bout to get into
I tell 'em nothing
Unless you bringing some money with you
If that's all you got
Boy you know that I ain't f*cking with you
I need stacks otherwise motherf*cka you can get back
Got 'em like damn, damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn
Ooh got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Ooh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Eh! Look at the regulars
They 'bout to set it off
Bottles we turnin' up
I got the floor now
You got to know now, now, now, now, now!
Put on a show now, now, now, Now!
No we ain't through now
Look at how fine I am
Got 'em like damn, damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Oh got the whole club screamin' damn
Ooh got 'em like damn (damn, damn)
Ooh got the whole club screamin' damn, damn
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Aint You
Hit me
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
Getting throwed with me, baby ain't you?
Only one I be giving game to
These dudes mad cause they really ain't you
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
Baby I ain't tryna change you
Got you gone and I feel the same too
These dudes mad cause they really ain't you
Oh, I got my own shit, don't want your money
Nope, I drop a hundred bands like it's easy money
These niggas is trying to shoot but you got the lay up
Ain't none of them telling the truth, nope
They f*cking your day up
Oh, I done dodged so many ceremonies
Coulda had fifty mil in alimony
Give you everything, what you want from me?
You know, everybody's got a testimony
Like I used to f*ck with your old homie
You the only one I keep it hundred with, you know
Paparazzi waiting at the party when I leave here
Can't somebody tell me why these niggas gotta be here?
I don't wanna be here, it don't get no easier
We ain't supposed to drink in here, oh
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
Getting throwed with me, baby ain't you?
Only one I be giving game to
These dudes mad cause they really ain't you
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
Baby I ain't tryna change you
Got you gone and I feel the same too
These dudes mad cause they really ain't you
Pour up, tell that waiter bring another drink
Order hundred Jack, we gon' drink it by the bottle
Roll another one, I know you're fiending so I'mma get you higher than a pilot
Gone off that liquor, I'm always so honest, don't mind what I say
But tell all your bitches, I told all my niggas to stay in their place
Oh, I done dodged so many ceremonies
Coulda had fifty mil in alimony
Give you everything, what you want from me?
You know, everybody's got a testimony
Like I used to f*ck with your old homie
You the only one I keep it hundred with, you know
Paparazzi waiting at the party when I leave here
Can't somebody tell me why these niggas gotta be here?
I don't wanna be here, it don't get no easier
We ain't supposed to drink in here, oh
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
Getting throwed with me, baby ain't you?
Only one I be giving game to
These dudes mad cause they really ain't you
I know you're gone on that liquor, ain't you?
Baby I ain't tryna change you
Got you gone and I feel the same too
These dudes mad cause they really ain't you
Whatever you want from me baby
You can get it when you call on me baby
You know that I'm about it, no limits
Tell me your favorite positions
I'll climb on top and I'll put it on you
You can get it all
Every time you leave I need more
Might just have to bring you on tour, on tour
Oh, I know that that liquor got you on one
I'mma let you hit it like a home run, like a home run
I know you're gone off that liquor, ain't you?
These dues mad cause they really ain't you
Writer: Michael Hernandez, Jeremy Felton, Andrew Nelly, Arin Ray, Christian Ward, Adam Woods, Ozam Yiridirim
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, CYPMP, BMG Rights Management
Not A Little Bit
How'd I believe that this time would be different?
How'd I believe that you changed?
I wanted too much so I said I could take it
But I couldn't handle the strain
Tryna be who you want me to be, yeah
Tryna make it okay
Tryna look at myself in the mirror
I couldn't go on that way
It's gonna take a miracle this time
To make me change my mind
I'm alone and doing fine
So I leave it all behind
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not
A love unconditional, love with no limits
A love that let's me be myself
A love made forever, with no competition
There's nothing and nobody else
It's gonna take a miracle this time
To make me change my mind
I'm alone and doing fine
So I leave it all behind
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not
And there's nothing left to say
(Nothing to say, nothing to say)
Going back was my mistake
(Going back was my mistake)
And there can be no more next time
(There's no next time)
You're not my love
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not
If you think I want you, not a little bit
If you think I need you, not a little bit
I finally moved on I'm over it
If you think I need you, not
Think I need you, not...
Writer: Kelly Price, Elvis Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © KOBALT MUSIC PUBLISHING LIMITED,
If It Aint Love
I'm right, you're wrong
All night we fight about it, no way around it
Hands up, give up, we don't
Let's stop the shouting
Let's kiss about it
Can't explain what it is
I don't want to admit it
That maybe I'm addicted to you
It's crazy, amazing
All wrapped in one
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
It's perfect, worth it
We'd turn and run
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
Makes us insane, no ones to blame
That's how I know you're the one
It's crazy, amazing
We f*cked it up
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
I'm here, you're there
You say I'm complicated
But you can take it
One glass, I can't stop my heart
When it races
I wouldn't change it
Can't explain what it is
I don't want to admit it
That maybe I'm addicted to you
It's crazy, amazing
All wrapped in one
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
It's perfect, worth it
We'd turn and run
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
Makes us insane, no ones to blame
That's how I know you're the one
It's crazy, amazing
We f*cked it up
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
It's gotta be a good reason
Why I come right back to you
I don't want no one to take your place
Cause baby this love
This love
It's crazy, amazing
All wrapped in one
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
It's perfect, worth it
We'd turn and run
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
Makes us insane, no ones to blame
That's how I know you're the one
It's crazy, amazing
We f*cked it up
If it ain't love, I don't know what is
Writer: Floyd Nathanial Hills, IIsey Juber, Rosina Russell, Patrick Hayes, Marcella Araica
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Make The Bed
Late night we jump
And we jump in the deep end
I just want to have you
I just want to have you
Each day we fighting
And we fighting the feeling
You know we don't have to
You know we don't have to
Bodies both connected
We'll be still pretending
Like we haven't crossed the line
Tell me why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
When we know we gonna mess it up again
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Say we're friends
When we know we gonna mess it up again
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Shades they dance
And they dance on the ceiling
Faded off your perfume
Faded off your perfume
We gon throw off them covers
And cover the feeling
You on me like a tattoo
You on me like a tattoo
Bodies both connected
And we'll be still pretending
Like we haven't crossed the line
Baby
Tell me why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
When we know we gonna mess it up again
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Say we're friends
When we know we gonna mess it up again
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Can't run from it baby
It's too late to be crazy
Can't we take this time?
And carry on
We can't run from it baby
It's bout time we both face it
Can we stripe the covers off
And carry on
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
When we know we gonna mess it up again
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Say we're friends
When we know we gonna mess it up again
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Why do we, why do we, why do we
Make the bed
Writer: Lovy Longomba, Tinashe Sibanda, James Abrahart, Carmen Reece, Jason Derulo
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Nightstand
I got it gridlocked, 2 Pac
3 shots, let it sink in
Hot ride outside
Four door, chauffeur driven
Here
I've got more to lose than you
Uuh uuh
Three o'clock in the morning
Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it
Tryina give me your advice, but I don't want it
I've got things to do
Phone ring, I call em later
Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator
Hope you ain't in trouble
Cause I can't save you
No, no no no no oh
put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Excuse me, these won't just save me
Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the f*cks that I gave you?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
Got a nigga right here, on my left
I've done rolled him to death
I guess I have to please myself
Hey yeah yeah
Tell me why I can't feel it no more?
Most of y'all niggas can't afford sleeping in my bed
Oh, ooh
That new rrari, Bugatti you rapping about, boo
Its levels you're lying ain't none of it true
Just being honest I promise that jewelry that you gave me
I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you
All my boss bitches know
So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Excuse me, these potions won't just save me
Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the f*cks that I gave you?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Excuse me, these potions won't just save me
Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the f*cks that I gave you?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
Uhhhhh
Wished these niggas knew me better
Tryina tell me who I had in my bed
Poppin' percasetes by the tube
He ain't talking money, keep it moving
Every time I come around
Here's a, here's another lie on the cover
Are they friends? Or just f*cking?
You know something gon' come from it
These petty bitches lien they don't know bout me
You can be a play about it
And tell it to my face, what you say about me?
Can't spend another day on it
Save it for the shaderoom
Oh ooh oh
Put it on my nightstand, baby
Oh ooh uuh uuh
Put it on my nightstand
Put it on my nightstand, baby
Put it on my nightstand
Put it on my nightstand, baby
Writer: CALVIN PRICE, AUSTIN OWENS, CHRISTIAN WARD, ARIN B RAY, ERIC DAWKINS, JAMES FOYE, KIMBERLY PATE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
These Men
Oh, these men
They don't know nothing about love
One woman ain't never enough
What am I to do?
Oh, these men
They sho' be getting around
Wifing all of these hoes around town
But I can't play fool
They don't know nothin', 'bout nothin', 'bout love
Rolling and rocking, always lying
To be out here popping
He's just getting started
With no signs of ever stopping
Listen
Two baby mama's another one coming
One thing for sure, it's always something
But still I hang on cause I can't stand sleeping alone
You see these men
They don't know nothing about love
One woman ain't never enough
What am I to do?
You see, these men
Sho' do be messing around
Wifing all of these hoes around town
But I can't play fool
They don't know nothin', 'bout nothin', 'bout love
Pain, it's life
Oh, every time I try to find somebody to love me
I end up hurting
I tried Lance
I tried Bobby
I tried Memph (oh, his ass was sorry)
Then I tried Idris (ha-ha, and he still can get it even though he ain't shit)
I, I, I, I
See you're always be here be with the shit
And I ain't having it
Why can't they act right?
Before they come in (oh) and ruining my life
You see these men
They don't know nothing about love
One woman ain't never enough
What am I to do? yeah
Oh, these men
They just be laying hoes down
Guess, I just done figured it out
It's nothing I can do
They don't know nothin', 'bout nothin', 'bout love
They always on IG doing something, you know?
They tryna get with her, they tryna get with him, hell
F*ck all of them
You know cause at the end of the day
If it ain't gone go my way, I don't want to play no more
No more, no more
Writer: STEVE FISHER, ELVIS WILLIAMS, KIMBERLY PATE, JOSEPH EUGENE WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MISSING LINK MUSIC
All I Got
I'll give you this dance
And I'll give you hope
I'll sing you a song
It's something I wrote
I'll trace you in ink
Connect all the dots
It's not much,
but it's all that I got
I'll give you my heart
And some of my time
And if you do wrong
A piece of my mind
I'll give you some space
If that's what you want
It's not much but it's all that I got
Lettin' it all out,
Breakin' these walls down
Nowhere to hide now
It's not much but it's all that I got
If all I got is the love I was promised, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got
If all I got is the touch of your body, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got
Let's do it again
Don't want it to end
So baby just keep
Your hands on my skin
I love how it feels
To lay here and talk
It's not much,
but it's all that I got
Lettin' it all out
Breakin' these walls down
Nowhere to hide now
It's not much, but it's all that I got
It's not much but it's all that I got
If all I got is the love I was promised, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got
If all I got is the touch of your body, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got
You're all I got
I want to be solid as a rock
I'm never gon' stop
Loving you outside the box
It's not much but it's all that I got
If all I got is the love I was promised, I'm good (I'm good)
Baby it's all good, no, even if it's all I got
If all I got is the touch of your body, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got
If all I got is the love I was promised, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got
If all I got is the touch of your body, I'm good (I'm good)
Even if it's all I got, all I got
Writer: Kimberly Michelle Pate, Ronnie Jackson, Jessie Wilson, Elvis Williams, Andrae Alexander, Priscilla Renea
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Time
[Verse 1:]
In a perfect world
You would never let me down
There'd would be nothing to figure out
In a perfect world
We could just erase the day
Never say the things we said
Two things you can't get back, our words and time
Alright
[Chorus:]
Tell me how to find somebody
Who gon be on time on time
It's too late for you and I
Thank God I left you right on time, on time
Time, time
Kissing you goodbye
And I did it right on time
On time
[Verse 2:]
In a perfect world
You would try to prove your love
Take me to the stars above
In a perfect world, perfect world, perfect world
We would put each other first
Make it so it never hurts
Two things you can't get back, our words and time
[Bridge:]
Second hand, minute hand
Clock is winding down, every second counts
What's your plan? Where you stay?
Here I go again, worrying about you before me
This time I'm a get everything that I need
Always mad, baby, why you always mad?
I just need a break from that tit for tat
[Chorus]
Writer: PRISCILLA RENEA, KIMBERLY PATE, ERIC HUDSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Rich
[K. Michelle:]
Woke up, oh yeah!
Getting money, oh yeah!
So what, why you care?
That's life, and life isn't fair
Why the government wanna try me?
Already know they don't like me
Go back in, I need the whole feet
I don't care if you don't like me
Cause I'm rich
Don't care if you don't like me
Cause I'm rich
Don't care if you don't like me
I got rich people problems
Only way to solve 'em
Keep on gettin' rich
Richer and Richer
I need every single dollar
I got rich people problems
Only way to solve 'em
Keep on gettin' rich
Richer and Richer
I need every single dollar
Tough cookie, oh yeah!
Good nookie, oh yeah!
On my first date, take me straight to the bank
Why yo baby momma wanna fight me?
Already know she don't like me
Say I'm getting money, yeah I might be
I don't care if you don't like me, Cause I'm...
Cause I'm rich
Don't care if you don't like me
Cause I'm rich
Don't care if you don't like me
I got rich people problems
Only way to solve 'em
Keep on gettin' rich
Richer and Richer
I need every single dollar
I got rich people problems
Only way to solve 'em
Keep on gettin' rich
Richer and Richer
I need every single dollar
[Yo Gotti:]
I'm running, I'm running up like the bank teller
Don't speak 'bout no numbers I let the bank tell 'em
Alexander McQueen, a pair of Magalis (Saucey)
An Aventador in white, Look like a marshmellow (Saucey)
Drive way stupid, look like a car dealer
High school, six figures, got 'em sick hospital
Broke niggas always calling hoes gold diggers
She hold money and you don't, don't blame the hoe nigga
We be rocking rollies we just got to show niggas
Why you out here stuntin' and you still owe niggas?
And K. Michelle that's my dog from the city
But on the low, I'm still tryna hit it, Ayune!
[Trina:]
I keep a couple racks tucked off in the bag
Label me a villian when it comes to the swag
Louie v luggage, got the towels and rags
And my garage like a zoo, I'm taming horses and jags
Uh! Now wipe me off, Now wipe down
Cause I know you hatin bitches don't like me
I'm the one all the gossip stay talking bout
Baddest Bitch, biggest whip in the parking lot
And I ain't never going broke
Cause imma chase that money
You might see me in the hood for the corporate honey
Counting cooperate money
Dinner gowns and tuxedos
Eating sheppard bed meals, cashing big burritos
Big dinero, rich money don't sleep
I got to have it every day of the week
Rich Bitch Problems, I don't wanna solve 'em
Ten yachts by each other, Yeah Bitch I own all of 'em
Cause I'm rich
[K. Michelle:]
Don't care if you don't like me
Cause I'm rich
Don't care if you don't like me
I got rich people problems
Only way to solve 'em
Keep on gettin' rich
Richer and Richer
I need every single dollar
I got rich people problems
Only way to solve 'em
Keep on gettin' rich
Richer and Richer
I need every single dollar
Cause I'm rich
Writer: Kimberly Pate, Ronnie Jackson, Priscilla Renea, Mario Mims, Jesse Wilson, Katrina Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sleep Like A Baby
I wish I could act like, uh
Everything is fine
But forgiveness
Is gonna to take me some time
Pillows soaked every night
This bed is a sinking boat
How can I keep it afloat
Should I wake you up and let you know
I'm breaking every night while you sleep like a baby oh
While you sleep like a baby oh
I'm angry inside so many nights
As I lay by your side and you sleep like a baby
While you sleep like a baby yeah
Let me calm down
And try to close my eyes
I can't believe you
You shared what's mine
Laying underneath you uh
I know she slept good
Can't get no shut eye, maybe I should try counting your lies
Should I wake you up and let you know
I'm breaking every night while you sleep like a baby oh
While you sleep like a baby oh
I'm angry inside so many nights
As I lay by your side and you sleep like a baby, yeah
And you sleep like a baby oh
You should be in this bed alone, uh huh
You should be in this bed alone
Should I wake you up and let you know
I'm breaking every night while you sleep like a baby oh
While you sleep like a baby (while you sleep like a baby)
I'm angry inside so many nights as I lay by your side while you sleep like a baby
While you sleep like a baby yeah
Should I wake you up and let you know
I'm breaking every night while you sleep like a baby oh
While you sleep like a baby (like a baby)
I'm angry inside so many nights
As I lay by your side while you sleep like a baby (sleep like a baby)
While you sleep like a baby yeah (sleep like a baby)
Writer: Kimberly Pate, Warren Felder, Andrew Wansel, Eric Cire, Atterberry Atterberry, BIANCA DIEANDRA ATTERBERRY, KIMBERLY MICHELLE PATE, AMBER DENISE STREETER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network