Cuban Doll - Keep Up

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Bitch nowhere near cut, she just mad and she hatin'
'Cause this cash that I’m chasin' make her ass wanna hate me
Count the money in the morning, too much, count it later
Bitches cut theyself off, bitches doin' me a favor
We don’t play no roles with no hoes, watch your mouth
Get her gone, catch a plane, then we out
Or we send them niggas to her house
Bitches must’ve thought it was a drought
Probably had some money if you wasn’t dissing for some clout
Fuck you thought? Gon' brag bout that bag then it’s boring
Then go and ask for some cash, you the poorest
I’m touring, you broke, bitch? I could pay your mortgage
Was chillin' in the Bay, got bored, went to Florida
You chillin' with your bae, fucked up, that’s unfortunate
Chopper hit her face, light her up like a torch, ayy
Old new ass bitch
I’m number one, you more of a number two ass bitch
Freaky ho, every week want a new ass dick
You a «you love me, then I love you» ass bitch, ask 'em
Money keep coming, I can do this with my feet up
Bitches talk that weak shit, just mad they can’t keep up
Put that cheese up, it ain’t enough, you can’t keep us
You can’t leave us, if anything, bitch, you need us
Money keep coming, I can do this with my feet up
Bitches talk that weak shit, just mad they can’t keep up
Put that cheese up, it ain’t enough, you can’t keep us
You can’t leave us, if anything, bitch, you need us
I don’t fuck with you hoes, I’ma watch you
You mad that you not me, bitch, I’m glad that I’m not you
I doubt you, if I say I got you then I got you
Fake ass diamonds in your chain, I should sock you
You wild, bitch, I got the TEC like a foul
Fifty rounds, like Mike, it’ll knock you out
Was a hundred with some hoes that I should’ve let drown
But it’s cool, 'cause now I’m focused on a hundred thou'
Money keep coming, I can do this with my feet up
Bitches talk that weak shit, just mad they can’t keep up
Put that cheese up, it ain’t enough, you can’t keep us
You can’t leave us, if anything, bitch, you need us
Money keep coming, I can do this with my feet up
Bitches talk that weak shit, just mad they can’t keep up
Put that cheese up, it ain’t enough, you can’t keep us
You can’t leave us, if anything, bitch, you need us
Fake ass diamonds in your chain, I should sock you
Fake ass diamonds in your chain, I should sock you
You wild, bitch, I got the TEC like a foul
Fifty rounds, like Mike, it’ll knock you out