Ain't A Gift Lyrics

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Buy that man shoes

Or let that man loose

Worse come to worse

Let that man choose

It can be the cherry on top

But it can't be what's in the box

Hmm

It was my birthday

As I recall

You came through empty handed

Bought yourself lingerie

Oh, these your birthday plans, bitch?

Nah

This don't even out

I be picking up the bill when we eating out

I be picking up the bill when we leave the town

You ain't saved enough to buy me a real gift by now?

How come you can't give a gift some thought

Or ask my boys for help?

You want me to fill you up but you too full of yourself

And in fact, you know what else?

You ride for seconds then be tired

So I do all the work and you bust more nuts than I do

I gave you a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Pussy ain't a gift

Buy that man shoes

Or let that man loose

Worse come to worse

Let that man choose

It can be the cherry on top

But it can't be what's in the box