toys r" us"
Singer:cupcakke
blowing up my phone cause i got bomb pussy
i'm not from the hood i am from my mom pussy
i talk shit that's what i do
talk shit till my face blue
you doing good when they hate you
these bitches kiddie like babe ruth
comprehend i'm not yo friend i forever trend like timberlands
i don't never count what i'm finna spend
my money right don't need a pen
come out slaying with the hottest look
make yo nigga come out his pocketbook
it ain't a date just a dinner plate
back to the streets i gotta get me a buck
my homies told me who they bout to rush
i won't say shit like the old movie hush
cause i'm not no snitch but i am that bitch
all because i'm in the light do not mean i'm gone switch
no my nigga this is not a rental
you gone need a dental if you fuck with me
lay a nigga down in the ground
if he really think he got one up on me
on the highway in my jeeper creeper
paid for this bitch off straight features
if you ain't getting paid everyday like it's friday
fuck out my face like bye felicia
friday. felicia. only real niggas get it
bitches out here acting tough
i'm tryna ignore the fuss
cause i don't play with people kids
bitch this ain't toys r us
bitch this ain't toys r us
the squad with me yeah we get paid
while ya'll bitches looking pre-paid
no t-pain but this tea will leave a nigga in pain
with a migraine when i spill it
this peruvian bitch feel it
fake hair but i'm the realest
i'm hard head you can't tell me nothing
i'm going in like a belly button
and on every beat that i see just label it rip"