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Correct Spend That Lyrics
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Correct Spend That
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[Hook: R Kelly] Ain't nothin' to a boss, yeah I spend that I ain't worried 'bout the cost, I spend that Poppin' bottles in the club, yeah I spend that I can buy the whole club, yeah I spend that Throw that money, spend that dough (x4) [Verse 1: R Kelly] Roof off of that, coupe all black Private jet, did the show, now I'm right back Buy the mall out, yeah I wild out Hundred bottles in the club, now I'm showin' out Imma shine on 'em, I'mma grind on 'em Take a shot, turn up, and go dumb on 'em Imma let my ice show, that's the sun on 'em Flash money at the haters, that's a gun on 'em Got Picasso on the wall, I spend that Tom Ford to the drawers, I spend that Three bitches, one me And they all on the dick, call it 3D I bought a pound out in Paris, oohwee Ain't inside of this world, E. T Yeah Italian on the suit, I spend that Y'all just gettin' rich, I been that [Hook: R Kelly] [Verse 2: Jeezy] You know I fuck with them bitches that like to fuck with them bitches I heard you fuck with them niggas that like to fuck with them snitches What you got in your pockets, I see you holdin' them figures I hope you don't blow it all cause that would just be ridiculous Think I'm addicted to ballin', think I'm addicted to cash If we leave here tonight, girl I murder that ass Don't be all in my section if you ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' We ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' then we ain't talkin' bout nothin' See I came with my niggas, we came to fuck up a chick This some real shit to give, you better show some respect My two-door's exotic, I blow my money with style I got some young niggas from my turf with me, they're wild I got some bitches with ass, I got some bitches with class Got a bitch right now, west side, hold the stash If the windows are tinted, a quarter milli' a minute Ain't leavin' shit in my pockets because I came here to spend it [Hook: R Kelly] [Verse 3: R Kelly] This your birthday, girl, I'mma spend that Cake, cake, cake, cake, get up in that You set the bar so high they can't top that Them other chicks ain't on your level, tell 'em "stop that" Black panties on, girl drop that Look back at me, like I own that Best pussy in the club and she know that I make it rain so much, you gotta mop that Moët (bitty bottles), pop that (what?) It's a celebration, girl, gon' toast that (Throw that money, spend that dough) (Make it twerk, on that pole) [Hook: R Kelly]
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