CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Nice
Uh, yea
Santana on the beat b*t*h
(And if the beat live you know lil Ju made it)
Body it's nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what ya want, think twice
I got expensive habits, pay the price
My swag, so cold
My aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here, gotta play yo role
Take a seat while I pop my sh*t
That is not a real rollie, real rollies don't tick
Them is not real shooters, real shooters don't miss
I like crip n***as only, not a blood not ya sis
Blow racks on my drip with ease
Big momma to you hoes, say please
Mak? a n***a go crazy, Chris Breeze
Talk is cheap daddy spend yo chees?
I'm still fine, and he still mine
Big d**k n***a, and it's Calvin Klein
Calvin Klein when he only in the trap tho
He don't want no boogie b*t*h, he want a trap hoe
R-e-s-p-e-c-t, sh*ttin on you hoes, respectfully
On the gram lurkin for me, goin through my page
Desperately
Body it's nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what ya want, think twice
I got expensive habits, pay the price
My swag, so cold
My aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here, gotta play yo role
Keep my foot on y'all neck, or let you breathe again
Keep curvin these n***as, or should I let 'em in
Keep swervin on these hoes in my big body benz
Copy cat, roger that, I'm the one that set the trends
Where you stay at, how you live
Where your car, how big yo crib
Still stayin with you momma give this n***a a bib
But he be lit on the gram, man these n***as a trip
I'm the baddest b*t*h, I ain't gone hold you
But you b*t*hes knew that, I know they told you
Every time I hit the scene, it's major
We gettin' money over here, we gettin' paper
Make yo n***a go crazy, he amazed cause I'm so amazing
I like five star meals, go brazy
Getting chauffeured round the city, Ms. Daisy
Body it's nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what ya want, think twice
I got expensive habits, pay the price
My swag, so cold
My aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here, gotta play yo role
Santana on the beat b*t*h
(And if the beat live you know lil Ju made it)
Body it's nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what ya want, think twice
I got expensive habits, pay the price
My swag, so cold
My aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here, gotta play yo role
Take a seat while I pop my sh*t
That is not a real rollie, real rollies don't tick
Them is not real shooters, real shooters don't miss
I like crip n***as only, not a blood not ya sis
Blow racks on my drip with ease
Big momma to you hoes, say please
Mak? a n***a go crazy, Chris Breeze
Talk is cheap daddy spend yo chees?
I'm still fine, and he still mine
Big d**k n***a, and it's Calvin Klein
Calvin Klein when he only in the trap tho
He don't want no boogie b*t*h, he want a trap hoe
R-e-s-p-e-c-t, sh*ttin on you hoes, respectfully
On the gram lurkin for me, goin through my page
Desperately
Body it's nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what ya want, think twice
I got expensive habits, pay the price
My swag, so cold
My aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here, gotta play yo role
Keep my foot on y'all neck, or let you breathe again
Keep curvin these n***as, or should I let 'em in
Keep swervin on these hoes in my big body benz
Copy cat, roger that, I'm the one that set the trends
Where you stay at, how you live
Where your car, how big yo crib
Still stayin with you momma give this n***a a bib
But he be lit on the gram, man these n***as a trip
I'm the baddest b*t*h, I ain't gone hold you
But you b*t*hes knew that, I know they told you
Every time I hit the scene, it's major
We gettin' money over here, we gettin' paper
Make yo n***a go crazy, he amazed cause I'm so amazing
I like five star meals, go brazy
Getting chauffeured round the city, Ms. Daisy
Body it's nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what ya want, think twice
I got expensive habits, pay the price
My swag, so cold
My aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here, gotta play yo role
