Yung Ma**ina - I Rather lyrics

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Yung Ma**ina - I Rather lyrics

[Hook] You rather chase them b**hes, I rather chase that money You n***as ain't a hundred See I rather knock her down, you trying to lock her down You n***as is some clowns See you n***as buying friends, I rather buy a Benz M.O.E. 'til the end And I'm never going broke, I rather sell dope You n***as is a joke [Verse 1] You rather chase them hoes, I rather chase that fetti I think I'm Trey Songz, tell them n***as that we ready Fogging up the chevy, got a pack and a 4 liter Smoking loud, your Ls silent like tortilla Ma**ina – I got a singer on my wrist Diamonds dancing straight retarded, b**h my ice jj fish 'member I was on my dick now I'm on my dick Like a fat person who can't leave the bed, I'm on my sh** – sh**! Shawty mesmerized off my neck and wrist She feeling the kicks like a pregnant b**h Man this sh** so effortless, I ain't even trying Shawty say she celibate, I ain't even buying I ain't even lying when I say I'm never stressing Ain't no thang but a chicken wing – get me some ranch dressing Count this money, count my blessings, but I can't count on you n***as These hoes gon' think I'm Gina if my head get any bigger [Hook] [Verse 2] These other rappers fake, I rather bump that Pac I rather bump that Pac See you never touched a block, you rather punch a clock I rather bust a Glock – gunshots b**h this ain't no boy meets girl We just living by the principle like Boy Meets World What's a nut to a squirrel? Even less to an elephant Heard Lewinsky your girl, she be blowing your presidents Big money my preference, got introduced to the game- Been f**ing her ever since, that p**y get wet as sh** And Pardon my manners, b**h I ride with that hammer Like a scene out of Belly, give a snitch a banana – bananas! Yeah I know she fine but do that b**h swallow? She asked me what's my sign, I told that b**h dollar b**h holla when you talking bout some guap She got a nice bottom but I rather get the top - thot [Hook]