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say what you want - riff raff, t-pain & dj paul lyrics

[intro: t*pain & dj paul]
ooh
dj paul
ooh, ooh (say what you want)

[pre*chorus: t*pain]
oh, you can say it all you want (oh, she a b*tch)
she a rich b*tch, yeah (yeah, say what you want)
oh, you can say it all you want (oh, she a ho)
she a rich ho, yeah (yeah, say what you want)

[chorus: t*pain]
say what you want about her
she don’t know her sh*t
oh no, now this b*tch, yeah (yeah, say what you want)
say what you want to her (she want some mo’)
and watch her get rich, yeah

[verse 1: riff raff & t*pain]
uh, yeah
she wakes up, ties her shoelaces up
works out while the sun’s coming up, up, up, up
why all her former friends have formed alliances
with the stalkers and stans and the comments on her instagram?
she shrugs shoulders, doesn’t givе it a second glance
her еx*man didn’t stand a chance
she puts bigger rocks on her hand than any man ever can
no romance, the smile on her face comes from collecting bands
she ain’t waiting on the next twitter trend
to find a rich celebrity man to scam
oh and, she just made a hundred grand
last month on onlyfans (say what you want)
[pre*chorus: t*pain]
oh, you can say it all you want (oh, she a b*tch)
she a rich b*tch, yeah (yeah, say what you want)
oh, you can say it all you want (oh, she a ho)
she a rich ho, yeah (yeah, say what you want)

[bridge: la chat & dj paul]
see, i don’t need your sh*t i got my own money
see, i don’t need your sh*t i got my own money
s*see, i don’t need your sh*t i got my own money
already hooked it up, though
dj paul
i got my own money, got my own money

[verse 2: dj paul & t*pain]
see, you can call her [?]
and you can call her that
but you can’t call her broke ’cause her purse is so fat
you can slide with the dumb sh*t, she don’t need all of that
pulled up in the s*class with the chanel bag
whole lotta ass, drunk up in the [?]
rolex on her arm, man got no time for no jumps
she been about her money since she been off in the slums
now it’s penthouse suites with the valet in the garage
drippin’ lululemon drippin’ when it equinox
all these n*ggas staring she a queen, top*notch
gucci sandals in the day, running doing errands
fervente dress in the night for the dinner
she got her own meal, a whole lotta mill’, n*ggas choosing
nba n*ggas in the ville
since she ain’t a ratchet, she just on her bag sh*t
i*n*d*e*pen*dee*n*t hashtag*sh*t (say what you want)
[pre*chorus: t*pain]
oh, you can say it all you want (oh, she a b*tch)
she a rich b*tch, yeah (yeah, say what you want)
oh, you can say it all you want (oh, she a ho)
she a rich ho, yeah (yeah, say what you want)

[outro: la chat]
see, i don’t need your sh*t i got my own money
see, i don’t need your sh*t i got my own money
s*see, i don’t need your sh*t i got my own money
i got my own money, got my own money

- riff raff t pain dj paul lyrics

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