Lyrics
My bitch love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah
Hell yeah, she love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah, yeah
Ay, she fuck with me the long way (long way)
So I bring a short stop to a long day (long day)
Hate to see her with a long face
'Cause I give her that good like the south say
Ha, chrome rims on the X6
Went and blew ten racks on a necklace (necklace)
The bag temp blue with the white stripes (temp blue)
Fuck your hatin' home girls, what they life like?
You my life, days without you dark
I'm gettin' paper, but baby, you the spark (you the spark)
Together, we on fire, yeah, flyer than a lear (just flyer)
Blow a couple more, now they admiring your ear
Self understood, anything for my love (for my love)
'Cause you would do anything for a thug (anything)
We was in the mud, now it's penthouse views (house view)
First class flights (class flight), and pimped out coupes 'round this motherfucker
My bitch love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah
Hell yeah, she love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah, yeah
Off top, that's my ride or die lady
Hold me down, one hundred when it's crazy
My day one, my ace in the hole
The one to rub my back when I started off broke
Now you in the front seat of a Maserati
Feelin' high and you ain't even popped a molly
Let's catch a flight overseas, baby (baby)
Pick a spot on the beach and blow trees, baby
Until the wheels fall, we gon' swang lane to lane (swang lane to lane)
In the drop top thang (thang), livin' like champagne ('pagne)
'Cause money over fame (fame), you holdin' my real name (real name)
You know them other cats lame (lame), I light up your real flame (flame)
We gon'- we gon'- we gon' swang lane to lane (swang lane to lane)
In the drop top thang (thang), livin' like champagne (pagne)
'Cause money over fame (fame), you holdin' my real name (real name)
You know them other cats lame (lame), I light up your real flame (flame)
Long way
My bitch love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah
Hell yeah, she love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way (fuck with me the long way)
She fuck with me the long way, yeah, yeah
Ay, from a pen to a penthouse (penthouse)
From a ten to ten thousand (to ten)
Close to a mil, and everything poppin', damn right, I'ma spoil you rotten
Put that rock on your finger when I stake these jettas (these jettas)
Had to keep it real, I'm a real ass nigga
You always keep it real, you a real ass bitch (too real)
As for your heart, I had to steal that shit
You was down in my cell in those days (those days)
And you stayed down in my full of hos phase (hos phase)
Love to a nigga so I owe you that back (that back)
I pictured you rollin' in that four-door Jag' (yeah, bitch)
Dream became real, 18 on your hip (on your hips)
Chris Louboutin, ain't givin' no deals
Small things to a giant, you worth every cent (every cent)
Know it's lame, finally got a Clark Kent 'round this motherfucker
My bitch love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah
Hell yeah, she love me, can't no nigga take her from me
She fuck with me the long way
She fuck with me the long way, yeah, yeah