Lying In My Ear Lyrics / Paroles
2nd verse: who else you know came as a rookie and gave em opportunity, real hustlers and street niggas in tune wit me, fake rappers i despise that buffoonery, fly before i dress up in my jewelry, know the struggle borrowing money, robbing peter for paul, tryna call God wit no minutes on the card, where yo money at, huh, spent dat shit, now u all up in my ear tryna spit dat shit, hit me 662-5555 hit her ass wit da old school pizza hut line, you ain't got a credit score girl you wasting my time, heard you chasing athletes u dont really like rappers, game like madden u one of them night cappers, cool club baby I’m keeping it quite dapper, focused on the riches cuz the bitches gone be there, weed and hennesy nigga we there
Hook - lying in my ear say she love me love me, she just want a nigga wit a big D buzzin, in the city she know niggas come by the dozen, might not find another like me in decade
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