Fuck The Price Lyrics

Yeah, I got hoes so she spazzing

But she stay cus' I stretch her ass out like elastic

Yeah, told her fuck the price, baby go and pop the tags

Pop that ass, same way I pop these rubber bands

If you gon' do it, baby, come and do it nasty

Cus' I just need some pussy that's gon' last me

And we fuck to heal the pain that we been through for real

Stop frontin', you don't really love that dude for real

Why else you here past midnight?

Why else you here poppin' ass every night?

Yeah, cause I got that on lock

Said you need it now, so I had to send the drop

Said you from the bottom, so you love to be on top

You keep comin' back after sayin' you would stop, damn

I'm in love way that ass got that recoil

And she wanna put it on me, I'm so spoiled

Cus' I get any bitch that I pursue for real

That's just what it is, when you that dude for real

It don't matter who else that she choose for real

Cus' she gon' end up back here, it's nothin' new for real

Imagine how I feel in these shoes for real

But you cain't cus' that nigga who you ain't

Private chef at dinner, baby this ain't Bossa Nova

It ain't my heart but it's my time that you gotta hold of

You know that I got hoes like a club promoter

But you know where I'm headed, so you ain't lettin' go of me

You want love, but this not that

You want purses, I'll cop that

Anything but my heart attached

Like I said, if you want it, point it out, I'll go cop that

Told her, fuck the price, baby, go and pop the tags

Pop that ass, same way I pop these rubber bands

If you gon' do it, baby, come and do it nasty

Cus' I just need some pussy that's gon' last me

We fucked to heal the pain we been through for real

Stop frontin', you don't really love that dude for real

Why else you here past midnight?

Why else you here poppin' ass every night?

Stop frontin', you don't really love that dude for real

Told her, fuck the price, baby, go and pop the tags