Either Way Lyrics

Either Way Lyrics

[BbyMutha:]
Yeah, he need pussy, I need peace of mind
I need brick and dime
I get sticky like a porcupine
Rob a nigga blind
He like f**kin', I like makin' money
Love is love for dummies
I'm in Philly, my b**ch lookin' sunny
Chew me like a gummy, honey bunny
It's a stick up, rock a nigga semen like a ski mask
Damn, yo baby mama got a fat ass, huh
I know a threesome when I see it
We can rinse it and repeat it
If I beat it better, bet ya she gon' wanna dip wit me
I'm a G, G for Gucci coochie, cop that hoe a Louis
Jimmy Choo and lickin' all up on the waistline
Kill a nigga spirit, call the people, it's a hate crime
I move like the moon, you wet like water, Devil's daughter
Ion think you wanna go to war wit me though
End up on a t-shirt tryna be a f**kin' hero
Strap all on me, choppa LGBT, money, molly, marijuana
Bbymutha birthin' b**ches, why these dishes in my sink hoe?

Yeah, b**ch
It's five o'clock in the mothaf**kin' mornin'
And I'm still like, f**k these hoes
I ain't never not like, f**k these hoes
I don't like you b**ches, I hate you hoes, what's up?
What's up, b**ch?

[Na'kel Smith:]
You will fly
And my drip from overseas
I pulled up into yo party in sh*t you never seen
I pulled up in yo hotel wit a girl you never seen
How the f**k that work?
Mmm, b**ches, they wan' twerk for me
I don't even want that
b**ch, I want mo' money
Ha, yeah, I'm on the bus
State to state, b**ch, collectin' bucks
Big checks, ion give a f**k, give a f**k no mo'
I'm just tryna add that sh*t up, duh
Add that sh*t up

[BbyMutha:]
Niggas want a mama they can stick they dick in
Don't wanna chip in
f**k that nigga, diamonds glisten with or without him
b**ch, I'm 'bout it
Ain't no limit to my revenue
Lookin' like a snack, that nigga Scooby Doo
I don't f**k with snitches
Baddest b**ches keep they mouth shut
Might end up elopin', f**k a prenup
I been doin' b**ches favors since I went in labor
f**k it, they ungrateful, I got bills all on my table
I'ma pay 'em though
Money ain't a thang, these b**ches strange
Keep the change, you gon' prolly need it later
When I pull up in yo city, just to see me
'Cause you couldn't be me, now I'm on yo tv
And you still could never ever see me
I know you bothered, call yo father
b**ch, I'm way too busy tryna flip a check, yeah