Finesse Duh P Lyrics – Finesse2Tymes
Singer: Finesse2Tymes
Title: Finesse Duh P
Ayy, I was tryna get Junior to come in the motherf#ckin’ booth and spit some P, you know what that n#gg# told me?
That n#gg# told me he might go fed
(XO think he all that)
Okay, if you don’t give a f#ck, then I don’t give a f#ck neither (I don’t give a f#ck neither)
Talkin’ ’bout leaving me for dead, f#ck you, b#tch, I don’t need you (f#ck you, b#tch, I don’t need you)
All the game I invested, all the vacations and spots
I’d rather f#ck with somebody who wanna see me on top (f#ck that)
I told you when I met you how it was and how I get down (How I get down)
Neglect you on the road, but f#ck you good when I be in town (When I’m in town)
Quit playin’ innocent ’cause, b#tch, I heard ’bout how you get ’round (I heard)
And tell your nosey broke-ass friends I said sit down (Said sit down)
I don’t owe no explanation, dedicated to this hustlin’ sh#t (I’m faithful)
Kissin’, huggin’, lovey-dovey, miss me with that sucker sh#t (Chill out)
Holdin’ hands in the sand, miss me with that cuffin’ sh#t (Uh-uh)
These b#tches can’t do nothin’ for me but cook, clean, and suck a dick (That’s all)
Celibate before I pay a b#tch and I don’t babysit (Nah)
Break a b#tch and build her back up, I know how to make a b#tch
I treat all my hoes the same, ain’t got no favorite (Favorites)
Don’t call me Ricky, b#tch, you don’t know me, call me my alias
Finesse the P
I do the finessing, f#ck it look like you finessing me?
Put that ho in check she disrespect, don’t never question P
Say that sh#t two times, say that sh#t two times
Never question P
Say that sh#t two times, say that sh#t two times
Revoke the b#tch ’cause she ain’t pickin’ up what I’m puttin’ down
Might demote the b#tch, until you make a hundred, don’t come ’round (Don’t come ’round)
Had to coach her like, “Run me the sack, but don’t step out of bounds” (Don’t do that)
You wanna be with me, but b#tch, I need you out of town
On the road doin’ shows (Yeah, yeah), I got ‘bows need to be sold (Sold)
Pourin’ fours, blowin’ O’s (‘Za), bad b#tches doin’ my toes (Toes)
Grippin’ grain (Grain), slammin’ doors (Doors), make a b#tch put on my clothes (Yeah)
Wanna kill me ’bout a b#tch (b#tch), but n#gg#, she the one that chose
Ayy, she the one that chose me (Hold up), she the one that chose me (She chose me)
Run off with my money, when I catch you, b#tch, you owe me (You owe me)
Address the b#tch
Told me that I make her p#ss# wet with that aggressive sh#t (I’m gangster)
And I might not be perfect, but I’m definite
Excellent (Excellent, Finesse)
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