Cupcakke - Toys "R" Us lyrics

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Cupcakke - Toys "R" Us lyrics

[Verse 1] Blowing up my phone cause I got bomb p**y I'm not from the hood I am from my mom p**y I talk sh** thats what I do, talk sh** till my face blue You doing good when they hate you These b**hes kiddie like Babe Ruth Comprehend I'm not yo friend I forever trend like Timberlands I don't never count what I'm finna spend My money right dont need a pen Come out slaying with the hottest look Make yo n***a come out his pocketbook It ain't a date just a dinner plate These frog legs, such elite buffet Back to the streets I gotta get me a buck Condoms not needed cause, don't give a f** My homies told me who they bout to rush I won't say sh** like the old movie hush Cause I'm not no snitch but I am that b**h All because I'm in the light do not mean I'm gone switch No my n***a this is not a rental You gone need a dental if you f** with me Lay a n***a down in the ground If he really think he got one up on me On the highway in my Jeeper creeper Paid for this b**h off straight features If you ain't getting paid everyday like it's Friday f** out my face like bye Felicia Friday.... Felicia ....only real n***as get it, (yea, yea) Lets get it [Hook] b**hes out here acting tough , I'm tryna ignore the fuss Cause I don't play with people kids b**h this ain't Toys R Us (Nah) b**h this ain't Toys R Us (Nah) I came up from the rough [Verse 2] The squad with me yeah we get paid While yall b**hes looking pre-paid No T-Pain but this tea will leave a n***a in pain With a migraine when I spill it Anything I do I k** it, this Peruvian b**h feel it Fake hair but I'm the realest I'm hard head you can't tell me nothing I'm going in like a belly bu*ton And on every beat that I see just label it "RIP" We only pals if it's PayPal or get the f** away from me And to keep this sh** G, I got more music than Glee We got beef cause he got roast And I got more power than ghost And I got more ledges than soap Cause I burn bread like toast b**h try it, bullets flying n***as dying now You put that on God but you still lying, wow! Sad case, goofy running in a fast pace Looking like a track star knowing this yo last day n***as already know what I'm about What's the amount? Let me check yo account I'm never lacking I change up my route b**hes out looking for me like a scout

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