BUTTONS & SWITCHES Lyrics
BUTTONS & SWITCHES Song Lyrics
Ayo McFly.
Yeah.
Jerry Production.
Yeah.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Uh.
Huh, knew the bitch three years, still ain't ate the pussy.
We been tryna find this nigga for two years, still ain't catch the pussy.
He got a button with standard clip, bro, you gon' need more bullets.
I got two bad bitches in the kitchen, I told 'em keep on cooking. (Keep on)
My bitch be on my ass, she said I work too much. (On bro)
I know a feen that get turned up off that perky dust. (That perky)
She said why you fuck me like that? I told her I'm perky'd up.
Million up, I ain't here for nothing, you come past ten, bitch, you doing something.
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These hoes gon' hit my facetime bugging when I'm in the mix.
She just said "I seen you rap with Face and y'all just made a hit". (Come on)
She want me to pick her up on Six Mile, she think I'm a lick.
She come past twelve, she sucking d**k. (For real)
She got one bag from Gucci, one from Louis, now she boujee. (Stop)
She making me wait, if that pussy trash, I told her she gon' lose me. (For real)
She throwing that ass back like she mad, she looked at me said "choose me".
Okay, yeah, yeah.
She looking for a nigga with money. (That's me)
For a little bit of money, I put it on your head then have my niggas go hunting. (Right now)
Them niggas hungry, they don't even wait till night, they doing that shit while it's sunny. (With it)
He wanna be the hardest nigga in the city, I'm doing this shit for the money. (What else?)
I'm doing it for the dogs, shit, I.
I told my niggas if I'm up then we all rich. (I got, I got all this)
Niggas showed me pictures, say "you fucked her", I'm like "oh shit". (Damn)
Yeah, I lay my hand up on his shoulder and said "we all hit". (Everybody)
She like street niggas, I told that hoe I'm smart, she still fucking.
She like rich niggas, I sent her ass to the doc, she feel ugly.
Her best friend really not her friend, for real, they really just pill buddies.
Mixing G6 with the Teslas make her body feel funny, nigga.
Don't mistaken me for no goofy. (Stop)
I'm rich as hell, ain't shit to get a Lamb' on your Medusa. (Boom)
Buttons, switches, fuck I look like missing?
Keep on standing on your mentions, don't be ducking when it's tension, hey.
Buttons, switches. (Hey)
Buttons, switches. (Hey, lean)
Buttons, switches. (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Buttons, switches. (Hey)
Buttons, switches. (Hey)
Buttons, switches. (Jerry Production) (Hey)
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