Letra de Strippers Heels & Heartbreaks
When she on the road she forget about everything else
She doin' tricks on the road and tricks on the pole and everything else
She don't depend on the Lord, 'bout hunnid a show
She doin' tricks on the road and tricks on the pole and everything else
She don't depend on the Lord, 'bout hunnid a show
She need nobody help
Just tryna figure it out
Tired of livin' without
All of these one, ten, twenty, fifty, hunnids girl, you can't even count
See, all of these ones, twenty, fifty, hunnids gon' fill up your business account
You need a different amount
Here, put this shit in the couch
I know you with your girls tonight
But don't tеll 'em just stick in the couch
You want more liquor, wе out
Need one more brick and we out
I know you dropped out of college to pursue the models and thinkin' that you took a different route
Tryna do shit on the low, don't wan't no one to know, you ain't in it for clout
You said that it was a drought
You said you in or you out
You tryna be a better you, I get it
She on the 'Gram, poppin' like confetti
She only dance, she don't do the telly
She get the bands, nigga we could bet it
I heard she started fuckin' wit' a P
Then she stackin' dead friends like she Melly
And she said, "Niggas, they ain't fuckin' wit' me"
So go tell your best friend that I said that she different, slide over here
Money, pussy run the world
She the type of girl to get it, say she got it
Body magazine or a fitting clean
Stunning, she the trending topic
Private entrance to the tropic
Want it and cop it
Shorty too bad and you can't even knock it
Fly little bitch, don't need bitches [?] jock it
We keep it flowin' 'round here ain't no stoppin'
Too fly, too fly
Get it poppin' by myself
I-I-I-I don't need nobody else
Got my nigga on the side but my ho's on the vibe
For that pussy, suicide
While I wipeout, like tap out-out
Fallin for me, know I'm movin'
Some nights, deposits [?], this ain't new shit
Fiendin' to tell your friends just how I do it
If it ain't me baby, then who?
When you back, keep it movin', lil' baby
New Chanel for the newer you, baby
I know that I influenced you, baby
Hustle just like a steward, you baby
They don't know what you do for a bag
All that shit that we did, it ain't normal
Get the money and put it in order
All this money, they couldn't afford her
She said he makin' a right
We got some in the chamber
We could kill him tonight
She said she wit' all the danger
And she say she ride for the key
And I know that for certain
She don't know what I did
But she know that it's workin', nigga
It's a different side over here
(Jay on the fuckin' juice)
(Run it up, Beezee)
Just tryna figure it out
Tired of livin' without
All of these one, ten, twenty, fifty, hunnids girl, you can't even count
See, all of these ones, twenty, fifty, hunnids gon' fill up your business account
You need a different amount
Here, put this shit in the couch
I know you with your girls tonight
But don't tеll 'em just stick in the couch
You want more liquor, wе out
Need one more brick and we out
I know you dropped out of college to pursue the models and thinkin' that you took a different route
Tryna do shit on the low, don't wan't no one to know, you ain't in it for clout
You said that it was a drought
You said you in or you out
You tryna be a better you, I get it
She on the 'Gram, poppin' like confetti
She only dance, she don't do the telly
She get the bands, nigga we could bet it
I heard she started fuckin' wit' a P
Then she stackin' dead friends like she Melly
And she said, "Niggas, they ain't fuckin' wit' me"
So go tell your best friend that I said that she different, slide over here
Money, pussy run the world
She the type of girl to get it, say she got it
Body magazine or a fitting clean
Stunning, she the trending topic
Private entrance to the tropic
Want it and cop it
Shorty too bad and you can't even knock it
Fly little bitch, don't need bitches [?] jock it
We keep it flowin' 'round here ain't no stoppin'
Too fly, too fly
Get it poppin' by myself
I-I-I-I don't need nobody else
Got my nigga on the side but my ho's on the vibe
For that pussy, suicide
While I wipeout, like tap out-out
Fallin for me, know I'm movin'
Some nights, deposits [?], this ain't new shit
Fiendin' to tell your friends just how I do it
If it ain't me baby, then who?
When you back, keep it movin', lil' baby
New Chanel for the newer you, baby
I know that I influenced you, baby
Hustle just like a steward, you baby
They don't know what you do for a bag
All that shit that we did, it ain't normal
Get the money and put it in order
All this money, they couldn't afford her
She said he makin' a right
We got some in the chamber
We could kill him tonight
She said she wit' all the danger
And she say she ride for the key
And I know that for certain
She don't know what I did
But she know that it's workin', nigga
It's a different side over here
(Jay on the fuckin' juice)
(Run it up, Beezee)
