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Correct Purse First Lyrics
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Young Buck
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Correct Purse First
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Yeah, what's up girl Both of us tryin' to hit the spot Shit, we both can do it Where I come from Uh huh, uh huh niggas be hustles Niggas put it down It's purse first ass last Let's get this money baby Girl tell me now is you with me As long as you pay me We split the profits fifty, fifty I call you my lady If you surrender then I'm your nigga Become of member Of what I call my money getters Now, ain't no bullshitters ever made it far in life Only the hard hitters get foriegn cars and all the ice Turn off the light Let me show you what this nigga 'bout You lookin' right But my money still I gotta count It ain't no love lost Baby girl my love cost Let me get that out ya You know this nigga love to floss Both of us can ball bitch Soon you'll have of this I know you know the rules I get paid that mean we all rich Ten niggas want pussy That mean you let 'em all hit Make my money, make it quick Then you better call me bitch Look toward the future Forget about the past Better act like ya know It's purse first and ass last [Hook] Bitch it's purse first and ass last Now how you livin' ho We both can get this damn cash I know ya heard me bitch It's purse first and ass last Now how you livin' ho We both can get this damn cash I ain't no pimp but It's purse first and ass last Now how you livin' ho We both can get this damn cash I know ya heard me bitch It's purse first and ass last Now how you livin' bitch We both can get this damn cash I know ya heard me uh uh Nigga when the goin' gets tough The hoin' gets fluff You showin' shit stuff Gotta go an get tough In there fuckin' for free You duckin' and pee suckin' that dee Less than three then you can't be fuckin' for me Jobbin' and shuckin' a G Got the game all crossed crissed Fucked around and be done lost this Bitches gettin' tossed this Yourself as my main ho Pussy slangin' bed pro You ain't got no money Nigga what the fuck you ask for head fo' Why, because I said so Don't make me let that lead go Better head yo ass back up in them hills Like fuckin' Jethro We down in the field posted up Pourin' Cristal toasted up If niggas got figures Take 'em to the telly bitch you posed to fuck Take it off bitch Now look at me workin' wood wheel Sit back and see how the benefits of twerkin' could feel But being first born we curse worst than yo past That ho fast ass cuz it's purse first and ass last [Hook] Now tell them broads carry on Sippin' on Dom Pérignon Who me, maybe Corleone Call me lil' mobster Feedin' them lobsters Countin' mills with my Cuban partners Ninety-nine percent p-i-m-p Purse first, that's the slogan when you rollin' with me Game recognize game Soon as you you try, who you paid I'm a smart dove So you lucky to get some love What it is and what it was So keep that shit up on the cuz I floss endless You gettin' tempted cuz I'm pimpalicious Girlfriends wanna hit this Now you aimin' for my riches We roll Swishers Light up trees like it was Christmas Splitalicious, now you can be my broad if you with this As you can see girl I don't really need you Keep them girls for the money Show you the baller preview Keep yo eyes open Broads read niggas like they see through Throw 'em a couple g's They wanna be with you The way I play my cards Show 'em the ice like I'm a superstar See where they comin' at And keep 'em away from that Platinum coated diamonds Show the pump where I'm livin' at Now is you with it You ain't a playa you nigga You a nigga with money tryin' to fake friend ya picture Now how you gon' play the bower a tia for that money richer And when you call ya broad that bitch don't even come up with ya All up in another nigga's crib but she done fuckin' with ya Now see I start 'em up And then I hit 'em up Switch 'em up and dish 'em up And let my niggas hit 'em up [Hook]
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