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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSix Feet Under
Ask around about herShe don't get emotionalKill off all her feelingsThat's why she ain't approachableShe know her pussy got a fan baseA couple niggas with a suit caseSuit and tie niggas who play role playWhen it comes to money she play no gamesShe lick it up just like a candyShe wanna make them leave their familyShe trying to live a life so fancyShe wanna pull up in a BentleyShe ain't got time for lovin'Louis Vuitton her husbandShe rather die in lustingShe rather die in the club, till sheSix feet under she gon' get that fucking paperSix feet under she gon' get that fucking paperSix feet under she gon' get that fucking paperYou know how she get down, pop her for a check nowSix feet under, sixSix feet underSix feet under, sixSix feet underSix feet underShe gon' kill me for that paperNot the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass aroundShe don't depend on anybodyKnow just what to do with her own bodyCounting all that money like a hobbyShe don't give a fuck about nobodyAnd she got her whole crew poppin'And she bend it over like she got no back boneGot a couple niggas blinging up a trap phoneShe don't need nobody waiting back home, she got itShe lick it up just like a candyShe wanna make them leave their familyShe trying to live a life so fancyShe wanna pull up in a BentleyShe ain't got time for lovin'Louis Vuitton her husbandShe rather die in lustingShe rather die in the club, till sheSix feet under she gon' get that fucking paperSix feet under she gon' get that fucking paperSix feet under she gon' get that fucking paperYou know how she get down, pop her for a check nowSix feet under, sixSix feet underSix feet under, sixSix feet underSix feet underShe gon' kill me for that paperNot the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass aroundGonna turn that ass aroundOh murder, oh murderGonna turn that ass aroundOh murder, oh murderReal love's hard to findSo she don't waste her timeSo she don't waste her time, oohYou ain't gon' catch her cryingShe ain't gon' lose her mindShe ain't gon' lose her mindTill sheSix feet underShe gon' kill me for that paper (Till she)Six feet underShe gon' kill me for that paper (Till she)Six feet underShe gon' kill me for that paperNot the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around
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