Yea yea yea
I told her yea yea yea
No face, no case
You must be buggin girl we'll never get this time back
I show affection but you rather little contact
My girl wine pon me slow, while I push up on dat
You pretty and siddity, i don't even mind dat
Gucci top and bottom wit Givenchy combats
Sexy little lady I could bring my moms back
Girl i could put you in a foreign brand new lease she sign dat
Then I throw bout 50k right in that Louis Vuitton bag
Yea
She really winin crazy
Her hips swervin like my CLS Mercedes
Oh girl i love the way you wine, but you could never tame me
And you a good body gyal, ya never breed a baby
I'm dripping VVSs on the f*ckin daily
I never let a pussy nigga think he fazed me
I'm focused on my money got no time for shade "b"
And if he got a f*ckin problem he can catch this fade "b"
A brand new Smith and Wesson it don't come wit safety
I'm speeding in rrari, keep a blunt I'm facin
Riddin down 95 me and these coppers racin
Y'all ain't f*cking wit my horses ain't no point in chasin
Believe in me, wont tell no lies baby
Cmon and leave w me and spend the night baby
This ain't no quickie girl stayin up all night in it
Have you wake up in the morning hella tired baby
I said believe in me, cmon and ride wit me
Cmon and leave wit me
And spend the night baby
This aint no quickie girl I'm stayin up all night in it
Have you wake up in the morning hella tired baby
It musta been the Rollie
At first she had a man but now switch'n stories
I know she love the kid because the swag is so sweet
Shawty looked me in my face said you ain't leaving doley
She grabbed me by the neck proceeded kissing on me
The way you move around really making me horny
I been getting this money ain't had time for no sleep
Take that ass bora bora and f*ck it up for 4weeks
Bergdorf or it's the Saks way
Black cards ain't no need to carry cash bae
I Lost some friends I don't even want emm back
Cause the money rollin in like it's speeding in a drag race
Bust down Pateks and we can't even tell the time bae
On the run you call me Jay you be my Yoncé
Space coupe its's only room for me and mine
Tell me why we looking back if the money headed "dat way"
If the money headed that way
I said the money headin dat way
Space coupes its only room for me and mine
Tell me why we looking back if the money heading dat way
Dat way its the cash way
We countin racks bae
Tonton.Mello - Leave Wit Me Lyrics
Tonton.Mello - Leave Wit Me Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Yea yea yea
I told her yea yea yea
No face, no case
You must be buggin girl we'll never get this time back
I show affection but you rather little contact
My girl wine pon me slow, while I push up on dat
You pretty and siddity, i don't even mind dat
Gucci top and bottom wit Givenchy combats
Sexy little lady I could bring my moms back
Girl i could put you in a foreign brand new lease she sign dat
Then I throw bout 50k right in that Louis Vuitton bag
Yea
She really winin crazy
Her hips swervin like my CLS Mercedes
Oh girl i love the way you wine, but you could never tame me
And you a good body gyal, ya never breed a baby
I'm dripping VVSs on the f*ckin daily
I never let a pussy nigga think he fazed me
I'm focused on my money got no time for shade "b"
And if he got a f*ckin problem he can catch this fade "b"
A brand new Smith and Wesson it don't come wit safety
I'm speeding in rrari, keep a blunt I'm facin
Riddin down 95 me and these coppers racin
Y'all ain't f*cking wit my horses ain't no point in chasin
Believe in me, wont tell no lies baby
Cmon and leave w me and spend the night baby
This ain't no quickie girl stayin up all night in it
Have you wake up in the morning hella tired baby
I said believe in me, cmon and ride wit me
Cmon and leave wit me
And spend the night baby
This aint no quickie girl I'm stayin up all night in it
Have you wake up in the morning hella tired baby
It musta been the Rollie
At first she had a man but now switch'n stories
I know she love the kid because the swag is so sweet
Shawty looked me in my face said you ain't leaving doley
She grabbed me by the neck proceeded kissing on me
The way you move around really making me horny
I been getting this money ain't had time for no sleep
Take that ass bora bora and f*ck it up for 4weeks
Bergdorf or it's the Saks way
Black cards ain't no need to carry cash bae
I Lost some friends I don't even want emm back
Cause the money rollin in like it's speeding in a drag race
Bust down Pateks and we can't even tell the time bae
On the run you call me Jay you be my Yoncé
Space coupe its's only room for me and mine
Tell me why we looking back if the money headed "dat way"
If the money headed that way
I said the money headin dat way
Space coupes its only room for me and mine
Tell me why we looking back if the money heading dat way
Dat way its the cash way
We countin racks bae
I told her yea yea yea
No face, no case
You must be buggin girl we'll never get this time back
I show affection but you rather little contact
My girl wine pon me slow, while I push up on dat
You pretty and siddity, i don't even mind dat
Gucci top and bottom wit Givenchy combats
Sexy little lady I could bring my moms back
Girl i could put you in a foreign brand new lease she sign dat
Then I throw bout 50k right in that Louis Vuitton bag
Yea
She really winin crazy
Her hips swervin like my CLS Mercedes
Oh girl i love the way you wine, but you could never tame me
And you a good body gyal, ya never breed a baby
I'm dripping VVSs on the f*ckin daily
I never let a pussy nigga think he fazed me
I'm focused on my money got no time for shade "b"
And if he got a f*ckin problem he can catch this fade "b"
A brand new Smith and Wesson it don't come wit safety
I'm speeding in rrari, keep a blunt I'm facin
Riddin down 95 me and these coppers racin
Y'all ain't f*cking wit my horses ain't no point in chasin
Believe in me, wont tell no lies baby
Cmon and leave w me and spend the night baby
This ain't no quickie girl stayin up all night in it
Have you wake up in the morning hella tired baby
I said believe in me, cmon and ride wit me
Cmon and leave wit me
And spend the night baby
This aint no quickie girl I'm stayin up all night in it
Have you wake up in the morning hella tired baby
It musta been the Rollie
At first she had a man but now switch'n stories
I know she love the kid because the swag is so sweet
Shawty looked me in my face said you ain't leaving doley
She grabbed me by the neck proceeded kissing on me
The way you move around really making me horny
I been getting this money ain't had time for no sleep
Take that ass bora bora and f*ck it up for 4weeks
Bergdorf or it's the Saks way
Black cards ain't no need to carry cash bae
I Lost some friends I don't even want emm back
Cause the money rollin in like it's speeding in a drag race
Bust down Pateks and we can't even tell the time bae
On the run you call me Jay you be my Yoncé
Space coupe its's only room for me and mine
Tell me why we looking back if the money headed "dat way"
If the money headed that way
I said the money headin dat way
Space coupes its only room for me and mine
Tell me why we looking back if the money heading dat way
Dat way its the cash way
We countin racks bae
Writer: karamo camara
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid