50 FIRST DATES Lyrics

I gotta clear my throat for this one

There's a couple things on my mind I wanna get off for these dimes

I hope they hear me loud & clearly

What these bitches want from a nigga?

They don't even know what they want for themselves

Not a luxury you can afford when you the male

50 first dates, it could leave you out of bail

Why the pretty ones always gotta raise hell

Telling me you changed but I really can't tell

Don't wanna be mean, girl I really mean well

Seems to me you can't say the shit you think

50 first dates, couple thousand on the drinks

50 first dates, did some mileage for the links

50 first dates, need accountants and a shrink

50 first dates, I could count em if I think

Hate when you starting something

Feels like the start of nothing

You too caught in assumptions

Hate you're impartial from it

I ain't these niggas baby

Slim chance I do you shady

Know them boys drive ya crazy

But still

You can't project onto me what you seen on your screen

Scrolling all up and down social media feeds

This generation's perception is weak

Love don't come cheap but the pussy come free

Ego so big, is the rezzi for three?

Make that shit four if you brought misery

How many drinks for you spill your own tea?

Tappin the blunt have you tap in yo freak

Bitch

What the fuck you want with a nigga like me

Always moving cold yet you hollerin ice me

What the hell you bring that make you a wifey?

I'm tryna decide if you're just a side piece

Think you in control, you can't colonize me

We connect fast, you know like a type c

Look at where the ventures of another night lead

50 first dates, couple thousand on the drinks

50 first dates, did some mileage for the links

50 first dates, need accountants and a shrink

50 first dates, I could count em if I think

Date number one, well that shit was for fun

Date number two, really had shit confused

Date number three took me off of the streets

For some years and some change but she left me for weak

Date number four met a lover who's scorned

Turned to a whore for I even could mourn

We kept it cool, she ain't take it as rude

Lil Sri Lankan who said that she just here for school

The baddest Nepali

One girl spoke Bengali

Somali

A Muslim so gorgeous, Wallahi

It's hard to keep track when she more than a body

Yeon crib out in Seoul to herself like Macaulay

An heiress from Paris built like Houston stallions

Can't weed out the fairest, may marry Italian

Wish all these Latinas weren't loca cause sheesh

Or is it my seed for my African queens?

50 first dates, 50 first dates

50 first dates, 50 first dates

All these bitches like this shit my birthday

She ain't even wanna wait