cheapskake - donnie menace lyrics
cheapskake lyrics
[intro: donnie menace]
oh oh oh, you’re too kind. next to the stage for the ladies we’ve got the amazing styles of donnie menace, raiza rapz, and 5am come on yo
[chorus: 5am]
i won’t lie to you
baby girl you’re so d*mn s*xy
there’s nothing that bothered me
not even diet coke or pepsi (come on, come on, come on)
[verse 1: donnie menace]
this is for the material girls in a material world
chasing after n*ggas paper everywhere in the world
for the louis vuitton, diamonds and pradas and pearls
and to gеt it, they’ll take nuts in their mouth likе a squirrel
yo i’m not the man you’ll k!ll, let those profits that you wield
i’m the type to keep it real with a dollar menu meal
we could hop to my spot and chill and watch a movie
but f*ck the official copy i got the bootleg
i’ll make you eat my nuts then i’ll pound your coochy
then order pizza hut and tell your mama to pay
regardless what you say, you’ll probably think it’s messed up
but i won’t hit you, you gotta catch the ten bus
if my eye’s on you then i’ma let you know that all i got for you is hard c*ck and t*st*cl*s
if i show you my visa credit i bet you’d let me bone
but catching a yeast infection is the only way you’re getting dough (come on, come on, come on)
[chorus: 5am]
i won’t lie to you
baby girl you’re so d*mn s*xy
there’s nothing i’d buy for you
not even diet coke or pepsi (come on, come on, come on)
if you don’t like the truth, my suggestion’s you better get to stepping
if that’s fine with you, just place your hand on my erection (come on, come on, come on)
[verse 2: raiza rapz]
now let me make something clear right here
you with the wrong type dude if you want nice wear i mean
fendi, forget that, gucci, what’s that?
i’m talking family dollar with a ten dollar max
i can’t lie i’m a new*age cheapskate
i fake what i make that’s the way that i keep pace
and for your birthday it’s a match in a cupcake
couple grilled cheeses and a cup of some kool*aid
don’t complain, i know you like grape
trying to be up tight*tight, you got a little shape
ooh you’re fine in the face but you paying for this date
close your eyes, surprise, i ordered a steak
i got a big gift, come inside of a box, with a hole in the middle taped in front of my crotch
please stop, i won’t give you a hand
but here’s fifty cent to call somebody giving a d*mn (come on, come on, come on)
[chorus: 5am]
i won’t lie to you
baby girl you’re so d*mn s*xy
there’s nothing i’d buy for you
not even diet coke or pepsi (come on, come on, come on)
if you don’t like the truth, my suggestion’s you better get to stepping
if that’s fine with you, just place your hand on my erection (come on, come on, come on)
[verse 3: 5 am]
these ladies trying to give me cash but i don’t think so
not the type to pop the bottles, y’all better drink slow
this knowledge acknowledge i’m honest i’m in your pin code
rock it twice, i’m out your life as quick as you blink hoe
woah, love it how she love it when i’m a d*ck
i’m juggling on her tits, she’s sucking up all my spit
she my chick, that’s what she saying i had to laugh
cause i took her out to burger king and made her pay for half
straight slaying the sn*tch, yeah it’s cool for now
i be f*cking stomping the bump until the lube run out
biggity bounce, notice no returning your calls
i wore three rubbers and saran wrap on my b*lls
yes y’all, i’m digging how your face contort
cause you thought i’d get you pregnant and pay for child support
you cut off, i ain’t the type who down to chip in for brains
i’ll whip your ass with a sock full of nickels and change, ugh
[chorus: 5am]
i won’t lie to you
baby girl you’re so d*mn s*xy
there’s nothing i’d buy for you
not even diet coke or pepsi (come on, come on, come on)
if you don’t like the truth, my suggestion’s you better get to stepping
if that’s fine with you, just place your hand on my erection (come on)
[outro: donnie menace]
woo, those boys right there are the truth. you heard ’em ladies, you expecting to get some bottles you better bring that bullsh*t somewhere else. ain’t no kriss over here, only yellow bottles and serving this will officially be served at you b*tches. r. kelly style, we’re out this motherf*cker, thank you
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