Correction Lyrics On Read by LightSkinKeisha

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If a n***a wanna f**k with me, he better be ready to spend that motherf**king bag
I need my motherf**kin' bills paid, I need my hair done, n***a I need like thirty inches of f**king Brazilian, n***a
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (On read)
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (On read)
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (On read)
I need my bills paid, n***a, and I want head

Yeah, light skin boss b*t*h, get him off b*t*h
Hit the store, swiping everything for what it cost b*t*h
All that dripping I been doing, I could be a faucet
Got that fire, yeah, that pu**y wet, I'm talking Voss b*t*h
Credit card fraud, making sure the lid match
Leave the store with hella bags, yeah we slid that
Give my girl a high five, b*t*h, we did that
Navigation, pull me right up where that crib at
Time to fix my wig back, designer be mix matched
He ain't breaking bread, he on read, don't get sh*t back
F**kin' 'round, my nails done, we doing Chanel runs
N***a, cut me in, I need to know 'bout when them bills come
Pretty face gon' fool 'em, we hit licks
Pu**y off the chain, I got that sweet finesse
Compet**ion dead, I lay my beefs to rest
Left him on read and now he's depressed
He ain't breaking bread, leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it, n***a, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it, n***a don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head

Look
I asked the big boss n***a where the bread at? (Where the bread at?)
Gotta top me off, n***a, where the head at?
Need that Amex card with no limit (Cha-ching)
Come on don't be scared to let a real b*t*h spin it
Stiff b*t*h, like it when my money don't bend
Told a whole knot just to spend it with my best friend
N***a bet not tell me what he won't do
You bought the last b*t*h one, I'ma need two
'Cause bag talk is the wave, n***a I ain't playing
If I'm arching, I'm charging, the f**k you saying?
Told you that my love language is monetary
Put some money on my books, n***a, call it commissary
Before a n***a sample my abilities
He gon' have to pay all these utilities
I want my hair done, nails done, rent paid, too
Do I look like a tennis shoe b*t*h to you?
N***a, period
He ain't breaking bread, leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it, n***a, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it, n***a don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head

If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read, period
Plus I want head, b*t*h, I ain't scared, period
Diamonds on me shining like a lighthouse, period
Broke n***as tryna holler, ears ain't hearing it
Automatic start, let it park, I ain't steering it
Boss b*t*h, make yo' girlfriend try and mirror it
Bank account comma, zero, zero, zero it
Put that on God, make him nod, like heroin

He ain't breaking bread, leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it, n***a, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it, n***a don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head
Y'all n***as always tryna get a b*t*h number
Like no n***a, you can't have my number, n***a
I don't wanna talk to you, broke-a** n***a, the f**k?
You know what it take to talk to a b*t*h like me?
N***a first of all, is you gonna get my nails done? Period
Because you know I like them long sh*ts with all them mother f**king rhinestones and sh*t
Like, n***a, stop motherf**king playing
N***a, I like 5-star dinners too
I want some motherf**king pasta, shrimp, steak, all that sh*t, n***a
Do it look like-
Don't take me to f**king Popeyes n***a
Do it look like I want a two piece and a biscuit b*t*h?
Like no n***a, I wanna eat the f**k up
N***a I'm tryna get full, n***a, like period
And I need my bills paid
And I need my hair done, you know I like frontals, period
I need my edges motherf**king laid, like, what's wrong with y'all broke-a** n***as?
Don't even try to approach me, you're gonna get left on read
On purpose
I'ma make sure that you can see that I left your a** on read, the f**k?

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