Fetish lyrics

by

Paper Lovee


[Intro]
Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven
Haha, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'ma tell him if you know he got a stick and you know he gon' shoot 'bout me, yeah, yeah
Water that's on me and you know I got diamonds, them real VV's, yeah, yeah
Hit a bad b*tch from the back and you know she lick cream off me, yeah, yeah
Mexico drivin', do the whole damn dash, yeah f*ck police, yeah, yeah
Purple Hellcat with a whole four scat, you don't wanna race me, yeah, yeah
Burn his ass up, wet his ass up
Michael Jordan, hit him, know he ballin' up
Yeah I got a plug, yeah I'm havin' drugs
b*tches suck me up, yeah they eat the nut
Back to the motherf*ckin' basics
Got the trap beatin' like the eighties, yeah
Snakes gon' cover my motherf*ckin' back like a cape
n*ggas gon' talk behind my back, not my face
n*ggas gon' ride the whole wave like a slate
b*tch run the play and you know I don't wait
Know I got racks on me long way
Make one call, get you hit in the face
Pull up on the scene in a foreign machine
You who you is because of me
I pour the red, enjoy my sleep
Exotic weed, you not high as me
I f*ck her good, she nut in her sleep
I roll a backwood, I'm chiefing the leaf
I made it out, I made 'em believe
Bad lil ho, she came from Belize
All they hate is all showin'
Naked b*tches and they all goin'
Naked b*tches, yeah they all blowin'
[Chorus]
Money fetish, yeah money fetish, yeah, I got fetty
Y'all n*ggas broke, gettin' sh*t on credit
Talkin' like a parrot, yeah, b*tch I'm fly rich, yeah
b*tch I'm fly rich, yeah, b*tch I'm high rich, yeah
And I got VV, and I got on CC's
I just hit the ho CeeCee, yesterday by the BP
Nah it don't make no sense
Nah it don't make no sense

[Verse 2]
Tell her need to check somethin', check somethin'
Broke ass n*gga, bet somethin'
Dooda, he gon' ride with me
Snake face, and you know he'll slump somethin'
Yeah yeah yeah
I'ma get some chains on me, not a slave
I'ma keep some bad b*tches, come and ride me all day
And that is a fact, flow hard like crack
These hoes didn't wanna f*ck with me
Got them same hoes in the back
Gettin' bags in, make a profit
I'ma flip it like an acrobat
I'm in LA with my feet out, I'ma go ahead, kick back
She on her knees like a hound
All these nuts she finna catch
All this drip on my spine, they ain't even know
They ain't even know
[Chorus]
Money fetish, yeah money fetish, yeah, I got fetty
Y'all n*ggas broke, gettin' sh*t on credit
Talkin' like a parrot, yeah, b*tch I'm fly rich, yeah
b*tch I'm fly rich, yeah, b*tch I'm high rich, yeah
And I got VV, and I got on CC's
I just hit the ho CeeCee, yesterday by the BP
Nah it don't make no sense
Nah it don't make no sense
Nah it don't make no sense
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