Hey, aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Okay, okay, okay
Nigga, that's okay
She know and it's fat, okay, she making it claps
I get to that paper, I'm spendin', I'm savin'
As soon as I wake up, I'm makin' it back
She wanna f*ck with me bad, I'm knowing it
I'm tryna make her relax, pull out that foreign you around me
It's over with
Give a f*ck if you makin' it snap
Walk right in the club, go straight to the back
Gave shorty a dub, and they made her attack
One time, I f*cked her, I told her I love her
I woke up and text her, "I'm takin' it back"
Geez, I keep bad bitches on they knees, they goin' savage if I say please
None of my bitches is average, they tee'd
I'm getting yucked up in the back of the V
Mixed with the 12, spittin' out fire and giving them hell
These niggas be hating, my wrist is on water shit
I'm just surprised they ain't wishing me well
I had put a lil' Patek on shorty 'cause when I did time
She was sendin' me mail
Aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Bal Harbour my drop top, laugh at niggas like, "Haha"
Rich niggas don't walk fast, we courtside, few high fives
Bad bitch, low income, I fix that
Then then some, my young boy be (twenty-one)
Gotta big stick, might limp something, bad bitch be dumbfound
Her friends wanna come around, black bottles, that's one round
In the night wit gun sounds, grandiose my repertoire
Car show, I set the bar, sidestep that fed charge
Free Slime, all red cars, grandiose, I define
Money pile be knee-high
Unannounced, we pop up, count six mill like three time
Unannounced, we pop, count six mill like three time
Money pile be knee-high, money pile be knee-high
Aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Nigga, that's okay
Maybach Music
Rick Ross - Grandiose Lyrics
Rick Ross - Grandiose Lyrics
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Hey, aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Okay, okay, okay
Nigga, that's okay
She know and it's fat, okay, she making it claps
I get to that paper, I'm spendin', I'm savin'
As soon as I wake up, I'm makin' it back
She wanna f*ck with me bad, I'm knowing it
I'm tryna make her relax, pull out that foreign you around me
It's over with
Give a f*ck if you makin' it snap
Walk right in the club, go straight to the back
Gave shorty a dub, and they made her attack
One time, I f*cked her, I told her I love her
I woke up and text her, "I'm takin' it back"
Geez, I keep bad bitches on they knees, they goin' savage if I say please
None of my bitches is average, they tee'd
I'm getting yucked up in the back of the V
Mixed with the 12, spittin' out fire and giving them hell
These niggas be hating, my wrist is on water shit
I'm just surprised they ain't wishing me well
I had put a lil' Patek on shorty 'cause when I did time
She was sendin' me mail
Aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Bal Harbour my drop top, laugh at niggas like, "Haha"
Rich niggas don't walk fast, we courtside, few high fives
Bad bitch, low income, I fix that
Then then some, my young boy be (twenty-one)
Gotta big stick, might limp something, bad bitch be dumbfound
Her friends wanna come around, black bottles, that's one round
In the night wit gun sounds, grandiose my repertoire
Car show, I set the bar, sidestep that fed charge
Free Slime, all red cars, grandiose, I define
Money pile be knee-high
Unannounced, we pop up, count six mill like three time
Unannounced, we pop, count six mill like three time
Money pile be knee-high, money pile be knee-high
Aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Nigga, that's okay
Maybach Music
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Okay, okay, okay
Nigga, that's okay
She know and it's fat, okay, she making it claps
I get to that paper, I'm spendin', I'm savin'
As soon as I wake up, I'm makin' it back
She wanna f*ck with me bad, I'm knowing it
I'm tryna make her relax, pull out that foreign you around me
It's over with
Give a f*ck if you makin' it snap
Walk right in the club, go straight to the back
Gave shorty a dub, and they made her attack
One time, I f*cked her, I told her I love her
I woke up and text her, "I'm takin' it back"
Geez, I keep bad bitches on they knees, they goin' savage if I say please
None of my bitches is average, they tee'd
I'm getting yucked up in the back of the V
Mixed with the 12, spittin' out fire and giving them hell
These niggas be hating, my wrist is on water shit
I'm just surprised they ain't wishing me well
I had put a lil' Patek on shorty 'cause when I did time
She was sendin' me mail
Aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Bal Harbour my drop top, laugh at niggas like, "Haha"
Rich niggas don't walk fast, we courtside, few high fives
Bad bitch, low income, I fix that
Then then some, my young boy be (twenty-one)
Gotta big stick, might limp something, bad bitch be dumbfound
Her friends wanna come around, black bottles, that's one round
In the night wit gun sounds, grandiose my repertoire
Car show, I set the bar, sidestep that fed charge
Free Slime, all red cars, grandiose, I define
Money pile be knee-high
Unannounced, we pop up, count six mill like three time
Unannounced, we pop, count six mill like three time
Money pile be knee-high, money pile be knee-high
Aye, two bad bitches in the club tryna go up, just wanna go both ways
Aye, I gave lil' mama a dub
Afraid that you know her, I will not say no names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Nigga, that's okay
Maybach Music
Writer: William Roberts, Robert Williams, Tavoris Hollins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC