Songs 4 Women Lyrics

I sing my songs for bitches

I make my music for women

Tryna make more money then millions

Imma do me, give a fuck bout opinions

I took that girl to the rooftop Hilton

Now she tell me she that wanna have children

Now she tell me that she wanna get fly

Told her bring me some gas lets get high

Lookin her eyes like looking the sky

I see the goddess behind that little smile

They ask me if I make my songs for women

Like, yes I do

My only one and prom song

Fuck, Highkey to

Paris France and Magic

They all was about you

I'm starting to think this song a little overdue

I just hope that you know

That I want you on the low

No I won't give up until, you become my hœ

Take you to anywhere but to the Grove

Fuck the little spot, if you know then you know

She a bad thing call her Marilyn Monroe

Lost in your eyes

Come get lost in my clothes

Come get lost in the sauce

Bitch i'm a boss

Fuck up the commas like who is in charge

Fuck up a check, then i'm at large

If i'm the caption then be my little sarge

If I am Homer then be my little Marge

When I will die, you are in charge

Is your house, even really a home?

Do you like, feeling alone?

Are you afraid, of the unknown?

If I were to call, would you pick up ur phone?

(Yea, yea, yea, yea)

Theres are things that I wanna know

(Yea)

(Theres are things that I wanna know)

(Yea)

I sing my songs for bitches

I make my music for women

Tryna make more money then millions

Imma do me, give a fuck bout opinions

I took that girl to the rooftop Hilton

Now she tell me she that wanna have children

Now she tell me that she wanna get fly

Told her bring me some gas lets get high

Lookin her eyes like looking the sky

I see the goddess behind that little smile

They ask me if I make my songs for women

Like, yes I do

My only one and prom song

Fuck, Highkey to

Paris France and Magic

They all was about you

I'm starting to think this song a little overdue