Buyou

One for the paper, two for the money

My girls get money?

(Oh we gon' give it to 'em now baby, hey)

You see this what I like about?

Buy you music, cause you better buy you a car,

You better buy you a phone

You better buy somewhere to stay or I'ma walk right by you

I don't know what's going on baby?

What the hell is going wrong baby?

Used to take me to dinner,

Used to take me shopping

Now you're asking me for my paper

It's my money, boy my money,

Bet'chya never ever get another dime from me

No you can't use the phone baby

I think you need, get your own

Was looking for a man to hold me down

But how'd did I end up with you? Yeah, with you

And as hard as I try,

Sometimes it gets hard,

Paying all these bills

The note on my car,

So I don't need no broke broke boy trying to holla

So baby shut it up please show me dollars hey!

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bags, new shoes yea I want it

All my girls fly girls getting money

All my girls fly girls getting money

One for the paper, two for the money

Nails did hair did, yup yup I want it

One for the paper, two for the money

All my girls fly girls getting money

You wanna ride or die chick baby?

But you ain't got a whip baby

Yeah, it ain't gotta happen

Don't got ** you need a walk or die chick baby yeah

Yeah, yeah, thats funny

Don't look my way if you ain't got that money

And I'm making nothin' to eat baby

I think its time you treat baby

Was looking for a man to hold me down

But how'd did I end up with you? Yeah, with you

And as hard as I try,

Sometimes it gets hard,

Paying all these bills

The note on my car,

So I don't need no broke broke boy trying to holla

So baby shut it up please show me dollars hey!

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bags, new shoes yea I want it

All my girls fly girls getting money

All my girls fly girls getting money

One for the paper, two for the money

Nails did hair did, yup yup I want it

One for the paper, two for the money

All my girls fly girls getting money

Yeah

Col' world!

I see ya,

It's hard not to see ya

Face like Aaliyah

And plus a college degree-ah

Climbing up the ladder at that full time job

Tell me how the hell you end up with a full time slob (good God)

I mean you been a ride a die for him

Paid for the dinner and the movie and the popcorn

How you figure it's gon' last, he just sit up on his **

And play that damn x-box that you cop for him

Buyou, buyou, how much to try you

Ain't saying you for sale but baby lets be for real

Buyou, buyou, ** that I can buy you

These ** all the same, either they can't ari' you

Stringing you along allow me to untie you

Vitamin D supply you

Let them little boys walk by you

They fronting cause they broke

But the numbers don't lie

If they swear they so fly tell me why they never fly you

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bags, new shoes yea I want it

All my girls fly girls getting money

All my girls fly girls getting money

One for the paper, two for the money

Nails did hair did, yup yup I want it

One for the paper, two for the money

All my girls fly girls getting money

Get ya own (getting money)

Get ya own (getting money)

Get ya own (getting money)

I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla

Get ya own (getting money)

Get ya own (getting money)

Get ya own (getting money)

I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla, holla, holla