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You see why I don't give niggas my attention Why am I even callin’ this... Now he gon' think that he got it 'Cause I’m over here ringin' his line What time is it? Oh shit, it's like 5 in the morning I'm tryna hold on, but I can't get a hold of you What is it you're waiting for? For me to say that we are through? So are you with me or is nothing feelin' me or frontin', yeah When I waited on the text (It never comes) And when I waited on your ring (It never rung) I hope that you don’t think you’ll play me like I'm dumb ’Cause I just bossed up, nigga, bossed up Esa niña e' talentosa, get your coins up Esa niña e' intelligente, tan hermosa Ain't no nigga can approach ya Come here closer, let me hold ya Let me tell you ’bout the baddest bitches that I know Never do no crying over hoes, we get the dough Counting paper, counting paper, watch it overflow Throw it like a stripper Let it flow on through the floor, then pick it up It's a stick up, stick up Look at that fatty, getting thicker, bigger Letras de canciones Baby girl can't get like me Put the pussy in his face, drippin' on the white tee See, I see past IG and them posts on my feed And you know I can read between the lines And know that you'll be back with time, yeah Let me tell you 'bout the baddest bitches that I know Never do no crying over hoes, we get the dough Counting paper, counting paper, watch it overflow Throw it like a stripper Let it flow on through the floor, then pick it up It's a stick up, stick up Look at that fatty, getting thicker, bigger I hope that you don't think you'll play me like I'm dumb 'Cause I just bossed up, nigga, bossed up From Letras Mania