
Movie 2 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Cherry Sprite came with
Cherry Sprite came with ice I just filled it with the pint
We just turned it to forever it was supposed to be one night
Wait was it supposed to be one night?
Think I want you to be my wife
Counting fucking money all day it got me tired as fuck
Can't even fuck up in my fucking whip I'm bouta get a truck
Don't call my phone with that stupid shit I don't give a fuck
If a nigga speak on Sosa swear to god we gone hit em up
And I love my bitch cause she don't get no pride
Money fucking bags they just tied up with them lies
When its said and done you can't say that I ain't tried
When its said and done be some tears that then cried
Ya
Tell me what you looking for
Looking for in me
Looking for in you
Looking for in we
I just poured a deuce
Might just pour a three
My cup fucking dirty
Bitch I'm sipping grease
I can't fuck with you
You can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with us
Who the fuck is we?
I know you won't leave put my heart up on my sleeve
Got a bad bitch that's on me
Sipping lean just like some tea
Eating Shroomies smoking weed
Buy the grams by the three
Bitch you know I'm just lil three
Yo
Put yo trust in me
Money long just like a tree
Put yo glasses on baby tell me what you see
Tell me what you on lately baby just see me
I been counting fucking guap up
Eating good just like a potluck
Dreads just like a rasta
This lil pasta it ah cost ya
Out in traffic I might spot ya
Bag heavy come and cop some
I just keep going cause I'm not done
Yo
Yo
Yo
Cherry Sprite came with ice I just filled it with the pint
We just turned it to forever it was supposed to be one night
Wait was it supposed to be one night?
Think I want you to be my wife
Counting fucking money all day it got me tired as fuck
I Can't even fuck up in my fucking whip I'm bouta get a truck
Don't call my phone with that stupid shit I don't give no fuck
If a nigga speak on Sosa swear to god we gone hit em up
And I love my bitch cause she don't get no pride
Money fucking bags they just tied up with them lies
When its said and done you can't say that I ain't tried
When its said and done be some tears that then cried
Ya
Tell me what you looking for
Looking for in me
Looking for in you
Looking for in we