Jim Jones - My Dear lyrics

[Hook: Pooh Bear] I need the pots and the pans I cook that dough with one hand f**in' b**hes then I leave 'em b**hes hit me then they bleepin' I pull up in foreigns, I hurt 'em I bust and I bust, I got work Sippin' champagne with two b**hes They know I'm that n***a Excuse me my dear These shoes cost a couple of thousand This watch and this ring on my wrist This sh** cost a couple of thousand My bag and my shoes and my bling This sh** cost a couple of thousand This woman I'm [?] This sh** cost a couple of thousand Excuse me my dear [Verse 1: Pooh Bear] 9-11, yeah I rollin' Panamera, got the hoes in it Balenciagas, n***as strollin' 'Bout to buy it, n***a, no limit I get to the money, there's no limit You can get your b**h back when I'm done with her Got the Rollie and cuban links on the jacket With the Kickz that's sold in it This Fendi is holdin' my pants up That 30 is holdin' my pants down n***a, f** what you heard, I do way better Black foreign and the seats leather n***a black minx and the shades leather Bad black b**h and her name's Sarah Talkin' first cla**, I can fly whenever Talkin' first cla**, I can fly whenever Whippin' that dope in the Bentley I'm sippin' that lean when it's empty Rollin' that dope in the backwoods Keepin' that .30 extendo, I wish you would Excuse me my dear for the foreign b**hes Phone calls, many mentions My flow is so stupid, so brazy You might just mistake me for Marilyn Manson [Hook: Pooh Bear] I need the pots and the pans I cook that dough with one hand f**in' b**hes then I leave 'em b**hes hit me then they bleepin' I pull up in foreigns, I hurt 'em I bust and I bust, I got work Sippin' champagne with two b**hes They know I'm that n***a Excuse me my dear These shoes cost a couple of thousand This watch and this ring on my wrist This sh** cost a couple of thousand My bag and my shoes and my bling This sh** cost a couple of thousand This woman I'm [?] This sh** cost a couple of thousand Excuse me my dear [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Ain't no excuses in here Kobe numbers, adjustin' in my whip I make my roof disappear I buy a newer Sedan I bought the shoes that I wear I drop a cheque on my fly Them b**hes check out my fly We ride in foreigns on land We takin' jets in the sky We poppin' bottles on Sunday We livin' cause we all destined to die I was just cheffin' the pies I was just stretchin' the pies I still be ridin' through the hood In the drop just to go check out the 5's n***as know I bang with the Bentley gang Reppin' the 5 But don't be silly man I get illy man, takin' a ride I got broads in the H Strap my broads up and wait Buy new cars with the plates All my cars in the race, n***a, n***a [Hook: Pooh Bear] I need the pots and the pans I cook that dough with one hand f**in' b**hes then I leave 'em b**hes hit me then they bleepin' I pull up in foreigns, I hurt 'em I bust and I bust, I got work Sippin' champagne with two b**hes They know I'm that n***a Excuse me my dear These shoes cost a couple of thousand This watch and this ring on my wrist This sh** cost a couple of thousand My bag and my shoes and my bling This sh** cost a couple of thousand This woman I'm [?] This sh** cost a couple of thousand Excuse me my dear