Saint Lyor – Wifey Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah
She want to spend some money with me, why
She f*cking with me, why
She smoking all my weed but I love it when she high
She telling me she love mand her nigga wants to fight me
She calling me her hubby but I don't need a wifey

[verse 1]
I don't wanna wife you but you're on my mind
I wanna give you love but I never got the time
You know how to make me smile
She could be a star, she knows how to please a crowd
I can't trust a bitch until she chop it up with Jaws
Imma need a towel
The way I pop the cherry nigga I might take a bow
The way she give me becky I might take a vow
Wreck her like pilates, I'm rocking Gianni
I could buy your bitch and I almost bought her body
I like 'em nice and naughty, she look good in a Masi'
Posted up at Pepe with a Kendell and a Kylie
She f*cking with me 'cause my music is exciting
Imma need an iso, can you give me space
I don't wanna f*ck you but you can give me face
Everytime you shake your ass you give a nigga fate
So before I eat the p*ssy baby Imma say my grace
I don't have a f*ck to give, I gave them all away
To your mammy and your grammy and some bitches out of state
I don't wanna start a family how many kids can you take
You say that's your main bitch why she asking me to shake
[Chorus]
She want to spend some money with me, why
She f*cking with me, why

She smoking all my weed but I love it when she high
She telling me she love mand her nigga wants to fight me
She calling me her hubby but I don't need a wifey

[Verse 2]
This the type of bitch that's always looking at her iPhone
I didn't mean to say I love you, that was just a typo
I don't want a title but I wanna make you high note
Just give me 15 minutes, have you calling like Geico
Maria, Mariah, Vanessa and Delilah
A cheater and a liar
A user and conniver
They was asking me why do you treat me like a child
But I be doing you like you be doing me, it's wild
You can't erase me, they gotta copy paste me
You can't replace me
I'm cooler than an AC
Don't say you love me 'cause I'd rather say you hate me
It motivates me
The hate it elevates me
I be seeing 8's, I be seeing three fours
Gotta keep a balance, imitating see-saws
Give a bitch an inch and then she gonna need more
I gotta good rhyme, all my bitches look like they do porn nigga
I don't even have to record nigga
Yeah
If I pull up Imma score nigga
Man she screaming encore nigga
[Chorus]
She want to spend some money with me, why
She f*cking with me, why
She smoking all my weed but I love it when she high
She telling me she love mand her nigga wants to fight me
She calling me her hubby but I don't need a wifey

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