Melrose Lyrics

Money, cars, clothes, hoes etc

Ain't nothing amount to success

I made me a lot on the low but it's hard to come home

Cause my momma she always gone stress

Never give love to no hoe

She gone swing me the pro then I give her this dick with a check

I was down bad with the bros and I put that on bro if he talk then it's two at his neck

Slide on the beat like it's stolen

Take care of mine before I get me a Rollie

I pay the fine when it's due never go

Turning your back on the fam you a hoe

Fucking lil shawty she loving the d

One of kind when I talk on the beat

She want the Gucci Gucci for the spree

She give me Coochie coochie every week

I made me a bang when I slang on the block

Ain't what you know but it's about what you not

Threw back a perky and buss on the twat

I had a lurk now I walk with a knot

I live for my son he outside when I bang

Never give money to a flid she insane

Bagetti spaghetti he feigning for chains

Now I'm in my lane

Leather interior feeling the heat

Ride with some pressure right under the seat

I made a bag every day of this week

You make a bag every other okay

It's okay cause I know how that feel every day

You be working to find you a better way

She was sad till I bought her another plate

So I pray I'm allowed in them heaven gates

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He said like Ouuu letsgoooo

GLE Benz AMG moving slow

SRT bend on the block for the summer

Can't fuck with lil mama she toxic

I pray to move on from the gutter

I use to move bowls for my brother

I'm Karl Malone with the stutter

Dishing hooks out like Kareem

Need me a queen I'm the mother fucking king

Buss up the bin just to get me a taiga

Buck 50 the grin I made love to the razor

Don't slide with a grin cause you'll leave with a frown

Broken apartments still bussing it down

I was down bad just looking for some loving

Did me dirty now I'm up all a sudden

Double backing what you mean she a hunnit

Never average we was different so fuck it

30 for 30 I shoot

Glock with a dick and it came with some truth

If you down bad just invest the booth

Paid him with runtz now he do what he do

It took a bowl to turn you to some boof

I was a pro before shit was the wave

I stay on go with my glock onna stage

Baby she loving the way I engage

Yeah yeah

She want a bunch of Dior so I told her to fuck cause

She buggin she claim independence

Do what you do just don't fuck up my move

I'm addicted to money and big booty bitches

Tight at your neck yeah I ride with a crew

And they move when I move yeah I Love all my niggas

It ain't the truth

But the truth is gone hurt

So I give you my heart and a couple of digits

Love is a lot

I prefer money and sex on the spot

Yeah yeah

I was on top

Feeling the money and ran up a lot

Yeah yeah

Need me a drop with a baddie that I met on the block

Yeah yeah

Keisha on rocks what's the color cause I pay on the spot

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