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its #howimetyourmother - sol jay lyrics

[intro]
(azure)
ayo, ian

[chorus]
she said “i ain’t f*ckin’ ‘less you rich,” woah
she told me with fake diamonds on her wrist, yeah
i think i got her f*ckin’ with the kid
she 27, married, from the 6
now hear me, i ain’t f*ckin’ ‘less you rich, b*tch
nah, i ain’t gonna f*ck unless you different
nah, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til my family livin’
they heard my music, told me i’m the sh*t
yeah, i’m the sh*t, she be moving for a fl!ck
how i met your mother
tell me how yo’ b*tch became my b*tch
if she got grills up in her mouth, diamonds dancin’ on my d*ck
and yesterday i met your spouse, said she got some new tits
oh sh*t, i mean some new tints, for her bmw
no, you can’t walk a mile in these margiela shoes
all them know i’m the sh*t, hate to break it to you
it’s just me and myself, that’s my table for two

[verse]
most these b*tches two*faced, i read ’em like a ruby
baby girl, let’s make a movie then let’s watch it, blu*ray, uh
f*ck in your cousin’s jacuzzi
and if anything, i’ma make you pay, touché (touché)
sol jay gonna run his bag up, but he don’t f*ck with that
i’ll lie and say “i’m broke,” just to show you i’m still f*ckin’ that
and nah, i won’t call you a ho, but a groupie ’cause i f*cked a fan
and i’ll pass her to my bro, shoutout voda, that’s a double tap
i f*ck to the beat, bottoms up, hennessy
hit the moves like it’s wwe
all my dogs is bad b*tches, not literally
i keep it 100, they 60 with me
i’m on my big boy sh*t, on my rich boy sh*t
on my f*ckboy sh*t for a ho that chase the sound
ho that chasin’ the clout
you paying me now, pay, b*tch
[chorus]
she said “i ain’t f*ckin’ ‘less you rich,” woah (f*ck unless you rich)
she told me with fake diamonds on her wrist, yeah
i think i got her f*ckin’ with the kid
she 27, married, from the 6
now hear me, i ain’t f*ckin’ ‘less you rich, b*tch (i ain’t f*ckin’ ‘less you rich, b*tch)
nah, i ain’t gonna f*ck unless you different
nah, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til my family livin’
they heard my music, told me i’m the sh*t (yeah, i’m the sh*t)
yeah, i’m the sh*t, she be moving for a fl!ck
how i met your mother
tell me how yo’ b*tch became my b*tch
if she got grills up in her mouth, diamonds dancin’ on my d*ck
and yesterday i met your spouse, said she got some new tits
oh sh*t, i mean some new tints, for her bmw
no, you can’t walk a mile in these margiela shoes
all them know i’m the sh*t, hate to break it to you
it’s just me and myself, that’s my table for two

- sol jay lyrics

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