Keri Hilson - Buy U Music lyrics
One for the paper, two for the money Girls get money we gon give it to them na baby hey You see this what I like about? Buy you music, cause you better buy you a car, you better buy you a phone You better buy somewhere to stay or I'ma walk right by you I don't know what's going on, baby? What the hell is going on, baby? Used to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping Now you're asking me for my paper It's my money, boy my money, I bet you'll never ever get another dime from me No you can't use the phone, baby I think you need, get your own Was looking for a man to hold me down So how did I end up with you? You And that's hard as i try has a car, times is getting hard, paying all these bills The note on my car, so I don't need no broke boy trying to hide So baby shut it up till you show me your dollars One for the paper, two for the money Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it All my girls fly girls getting money All my girls fly girls getting money One for the paper, two for the money Girls did hair did yep yep i want it One for the paper, two for the money All my girls fly girls getting money You wanna ride with that chick baby? But you ain't got a whip baby Yeah, it ain't gotta happen you don't got sh** you need to rock with that chick baby Yeah, thats funny , don't look my way if you ain't got that money And I ain't making 98 baby I think it's time you treat Was looking for a man to hold me down So how did I end up with you? You And that's hard as i try has a car, times is getting hard, paying all these bills The note on my car, so I don't need no broke boy trying to hide So baby shut it up till you show me your dollars One for the paper, two for the money Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it All my girls fly girls getting money All my girls fly girls getting money One for the paper, two for the money Girls did hair did yep yep i want it One for the paper, two for the money All my girls fly girls getting money Broke a** n******gs Kim only check for the dope boy n******gs No, no, no, I'm not a gold digger I'm just trying to say i got my own dope n***a 6 to sninge You know the grown folks n******gs n******gs like scott they got they own boat n***a No middle man, had your own coke n***a Title to the dopes no car no n***a Can't pay my rent get your compomense And I don't need a man with no accomplishments No wit, no job, no credit Me & you was like our time just forget it If you was my sugar, I'd be diabetic Ya name like a old book i already read it It's money on my mind boy and you just habit I need a man wid the full package like fed ex Kim lil b**hes mafia the dollar Money old like champagne in the cellar Boy you need to split like a cigerella You ain't treating me like an atm teller So f** your little cheese, I got my old chedder So when they make it rain I open up my umbrella Dior gla** slippers, call me Cinderella Your bank account like these new artists, undeveloped One for the paper, two for the money Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it All my girls fly girls getting money All my girls fly girls getting money One for the paper, two for the money Girls did hair did yep yep i want it One for the paper, two for the money All my girls fly girls getting money Getcha own getting money(x3) Need no broke boy tryna hide