Yukmouth - Hi Maintenance lyrics

(feat. Lil' Mokey) (Lil' Mo) L-I-L M-O Yo shorty can I live Since you always wanna lay- up on something Touch something Then you gotta pay-up on something Come off that playa Quit tryin to hold an event All this love aint for free n***a what you think? Like I'ma work for some tips while you cruisin your six You gon' take me to the mall and you'll flood out my wrist Think I'ma let you hit for you put chairs up in this b**h Think I'ma have them kids and I aint seeing 'bout a grip sh** I don't know what you heard But that dough do matter I wanna be so icy I break the Wind-chill Factor I wanna be up at the Grammy's next to Jada and Will And when they peep out my shine yo they both catch chill I wanna ball with the ballers Wanna play with the players Make my best friend see me and she turn into a hater I'm high maintenance Endorse me with no fake money Real n***as make money Real women take money (Chorus) You gotta spend the dough you see If you wanna be with me My hair my clothes my nails my feet Aint nothin' over here for free You gotta spend the dough you see If you wanna be with me (Yukmouth) Playboy you buy that broad gators You payin' car payments Playboy you buy that broad bracelets They all high maintenance Start with the basics All b**hes s** dick All b**hes aint sh** All b**hes p**y stank sh** all b**hes high maintenance Ya 'll p**y aint worth gators and tennis bracelets When they keep pictures of n***as they take it in the basement You give her paper Take her to Vegas (that's high maintenance) You payin' Navigator car payments (that's high maintenance) n***a you keep her draped with stupid j**els and loot to play with Thinkin you a player when you really losin papers On exotic vacations Nights at crustaceans Crack (?) take off the cape its mistaken You remind me of them broad playas that date Caucasians f** they millions off and don't (?) But playa patna Go buy her Prada (?) even Estada Not knowing she just f**ed your best patna You still put baguettes on her collar And get engaged with a b**h who aint sh** That broad high maintenance Chorus (Lil' Mo) n***a don't flip over that trip to Nevada Only reason that I went was to trick yo dollars Sip Colada Oh yeah let me remind ya If you was circumcised I wouldn't have hit you patna Cause all girls want n***as to know (we high maintenance) And all n***as better give us the dough (so just face it) And since you payin for my car, my crib, my hair, my gear, my clothes You tell me who's really the ho n***a (Yukmouth) I aint the one The one that get played like a pooper-scooper These chicken heads in my Coupe with the roof up I get in between the sheets like a Ku Klux Bust two nuts (then do what?) f** everybody in yo crew that knew ya (then do what?) Scramble through your purse and steal your credit cards (do what?) Do doughnuts in yo sh** until I wreck the car (do what?) Disrespect my broad Check my broad Sex her Squirt it in one eye Still won't get my broad f** naw... (Chorus)