Mark Murrille - High Maintenance lyrics

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Mark Murrille - High Maintenance lyrics

[Verse 1: Drewskii] Diamonds in her eyes Young girl high maintenance She like to act shy 'Cause her freak side she saving it Ain't mess with broke guys Only athletes she playing with And mathletes can stay inside 'Cause she only ride Mercedes Benz "Money ain't everything," she says; like, "Who you lying to" Left her old man for some new honey like, "Hey, I'm trying pooh" But back to the topic She like candy for my optics Stay fit from all that shopping But who's it really costing I'm sorry, I ain't Bill Gates but it's great how you can k** a man's account behind the yellow tape Seal a fellow's fate For some new grapes While he still wearing bapes Like, "How it taste? A little bitter" You need that cream and sugar for your coffee One of a kind at Kinko's; another copy You turned burning money into a hobby; it's a hobby; your hobby Too good for a bobby Pin Let your hair down like all your girlfriends Joan, Toni, Maya, and Lynn If you ain't got money then you're full of sin But they call you an angel from all your actions Got you sweating like a sauna, we relaxin' I call you Uncle Sam they way you be taxing men Your greed has no end, but those pretty brown eyes is where it all begins; and I [Hook: Drewskii] I can't help Help it, help me, help you, help me I can't help it Help it, help me, help you, help me I'm hating it, everything high maintenance Everywhere we taking it, it's gotta be high maintenance I'm hating it, everything high maintenance Everywhere we taking it, it's gotta be high maintenance [Verse 2: Drewskii] She said she wanna see the world Yea I know girls like you You can draw your life like YouTube but you will never draw Drew Choose Drew, too true you said never draw conclusion I can't, I'm Pica**o meets Confucius Meets a tentative rapper with intricate grammar that just might confuse you Drink the fuse boo Got you Oooo Oooo Oooo Oooo Kid at a candy store But you play me like broken chord On a record, check mate but this is checkers Jordan to Sketchers; you're in a different league My leagues under the sea And even Ariel likes shiny things Catch waves like a mighty sea Might I see How you can be everything I want you to be and nothing at the same time [Verse 3: Alvin Pickettay Jr] Your beauty is your worth But you're worth too much for me Maintenance high like Curren$y Overdrawn accounts and solvency Gucci and Ralph, that custom Dior Michael Kors took the wallet But I can't deny how good she wears that Prada Girl, you could help raise our Gross Domestic Product Veyron, Versace, shades on Shut the city down, girl You're amazing Take me down the strips to the Amazon Back to France and out to Vegas Book a reservation, get to a congregation Got so much bravado; living like a model Lifestyle cost about forty-five lottos [Hook] [Verse 4: Drewskii] Back in the booth like I'm Superman But she don't want me, nah, she don't want me I'mma be man like I set Morgan free; organically, she needs a donor for more than kidney; you kidding me I didn't know you could live without a heart See Mona Lisa is real art You're a filter off PicsArt You're cute like Pixar Beauty's beyond Insta pixels I bet you lean on the truth 'Cause in your mind it don't sit well I don't mean to insult you That's not how my mother taught me But after all I bought you A good time you never bought me so I [Hook]