What do you deserve?
What do you deserve from me
Not a. gah. damn. thing.
Throw that pitch dawg and watch me swing
Don't bench me or try to box me in
I don't need you I got these ends
Just sit back there and watch me win
They try so hard to make me mad
I stay in love and in my bag
All this cash fall right in my lap
It make me feel like life ain't bad
But I know better than that
That niggas trash stop letting him rap
I stay up late night where letterman at
Mad stripes on the cloth this is veteran rap
I pay dues when needed
Ain't no money in the game I already know you fools ain't eating
And you not on my level so I know that's facts
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Throw that back
Throw that, throw that, throw that back
I said
Throw that back
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Tryna find the love like BEP
Load the track up on the CDG
Tryna say i'm too big for shorts
Bitch ass niggas finna see these knees
Tryna trade me off like i'm cp3
Cause they don't wanna see me ballin on the TV screen
She wrestling the thought of me or him
I'll give her man crush monday a DDT
I just want a crib where they think I can't afford it
Neighbours get mad when they see me in the morning
When I heard your record I was sleepy I was snoring
You gon be mad when you see me in a foreign
Y'all ain't humble, tryna save face
Career treadmill just running in place
I dont know how but I gotta get paid
And she gotta get paid, so i'm in the strip club like ayee!
Throw that back
Throw that, throw that, throw that back
I said
Throw that back
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
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What do you deserve?
What do you deserve from me
Not a. gah. damn. thing.
Throw that pitch dawg and watch me swing
Don't bench me or try to box me in
I don't need you I got these ends
Just sit back there and watch me win
They try so hard to make me mad
I stay in love and in my bag
All this cash fall right in my lap
It make me feel like life ain't bad
But I know better than that
That niggas trash stop letting him rap
I stay up late night where letterman at
Mad stripes on the cloth this is veteran rap
I pay dues when needed
Ain't no money in the game I already know you fools ain't eating
And you not on my level so I know that's facts
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Throw that back
Throw that, throw that, throw that back
I said
Throw that back
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Tryna find the love like BEP
Load the track up on the CDG
Tryna say i'm too big for shorts
Bitch ass niggas finna see these knees
Tryna trade me off like i'm cp3
Cause they don't wanna see me ballin on the TV screen
She wrestling the thought of me or him
I'll give her man crush monday a DDT
I just want a crib where they think I can't afford it
Neighbours get mad when they see me in the morning
When I heard your record I was sleepy I was snoring
You gon be mad when you see me in a foreign
Y'all ain't humble, tryna save face
Career treadmill just running in place
I dont know how but I gotta get paid
And she gotta get paid, so i'm in the strip club like ayee!
Throw that back
Throw that, throw that, throw that back
I said
Throw that back
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
What do you deserve from me
Not a. gah. damn. thing.
Throw that pitch dawg and watch me swing
Don't bench me or try to box me in
I don't need you I got these ends
Just sit back there and watch me win
They try so hard to make me mad
I stay in love and in my bag
All this cash fall right in my lap
It make me feel like life ain't bad
But I know better than that
That niggas trash stop letting him rap
I stay up late night where letterman at
Mad stripes on the cloth this is veteran rap
I pay dues when needed
Ain't no money in the game I already know you fools ain't eating
And you not on my level so I know that's facts
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Throw that back
Throw that, throw that, throw that back
I said
Throw that back
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Tryna find the love like BEP
Load the track up on the CDG
Tryna say i'm too big for shorts
Bitch ass niggas finna see these knees
Tryna trade me off like i'm cp3
Cause they don't wanna see me ballin on the TV screen
She wrestling the thought of me or him
I'll give her man crush monday a DDT
I just want a crib where they think I can't afford it
Neighbours get mad when they see me in the morning
When I heard your record I was sleepy I was snoring
You gon be mad when you see me in a foreign
Y'all ain't humble, tryna save face
Career treadmill just running in place
I dont know how but I gotta get paid
And she gotta get paid, so i'm in the strip club like ayee!
Throw that back
Throw that, throw that, throw that back
I said
Throw that back
My girl like an old record how she throw that back
Writer: Kahdijah Payne
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Copyright: Lyrics © THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC