Cupcakke - Barcodes lyrics

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Cupcakke - Barcodes lyrics

[Verse 1] Pay for the day if you wanna play In the room it's a bed and Febreeze spray Use protection when I sell it like my doctor say This man all in my ear like some Dr Dre's He said “when can I get that wet stuff?” I said “when can I get that check stub?” Next week? Aw damn that's messed up Well now I'm on my period, whole time it's ketchup Call me a hoe on the go tryna get my dough I don't handout p**y that's like handing out gold Cause a twat could sellout just like my shows Might auction this p**y the highest bidder it's sold [Chorus] p**y ain't free I might have to charge more Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes p**y ain't free I might have to charge more Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes Pay the damn price or go home to your wife I bet her p**y drier than a phone in rice Pay the damn price or go home to your wife I bet her p**y drier than a phone in rice Let's go [Verse 2] Can't f** me for nothing man I gotta get something Tryna gas my head up I told him “keep on pumping” Not coming unless he come with plenty, plenty commas Take me to the Bahamas, and let's eat Benihana's Until then naw, raise up your drawers Money gotta be longer than a White House hall Just to get close to me That's how it's supposed to be I'm tryna f** for a buck not make love to Jodeci Got money but I wanna multiply it with yours Clean a n***a wallet out like I'm doing my chores Play n***as or get played, b**h I always score Walk yo a** around my car and come and open my door [Chorus] p**y ain't free I might have to charge more Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes p**y ain't free I might have to charge more Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes Pay the damn price or go home to your wife I bet her p**y drier than a phone in rice Pay the damn price or go home to your wife I bet her p**y drier than a phone in rice Let's go [Bridge] P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p**y P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p**y P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p**y P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p**y P-p-p**y P-p-p**y P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p**y p**y ain't free p**y ain't free [Chorus] p**y ain't free I might have to charge more Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes p**y ain't free I might have to charge more Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes Pay the damn price or go home to your wife I bet her p**y drier than a phone in rice Pay the damn price or go home to your wife I bet her p**y drier than a phone in rice Let's go