Waptrick Keri Hilson - Buyou Song Lyrics

  • One for the paper

    Two for the money

    You see this is what I like to call buyou music

    Cause you better buy you a car

    You better buy you a phone

    And you better buy you some where to stay

    Or I’mma walk right by you

    I don’t know whats going on baby

    What the hell is going wrong baby

    Used to take me to dinner

    Used to take me shopping now you asking me for my paper

    It’s my money, it’s my paper, boy my money

    Bet you never get another dime from me

    No, you can’t use the phone baby

    Think you need to get your own

    Was looking for a man to hold me down

    But how’d I end up with you?

    Yeah, baby, you

    And as hard as I try sometimes it gets hard paying all these bills

    The note on the car

    So I don’t need no broke broke boy tryna holla

    So baby shut it up til you show me some dollars

    [Hook]

    One for the paper

    Two for the money

    Brand new bags, new shoes yeah 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

    Gap yeah I want it

    One for the paper

    Two for the money

    All my girls, fly girls getting money

    You want a ride or die chick baby

    But you aint got a whip baby

    It aint gon happen

    If you aint got shit you need a walk or die chick baby

    Yeah yeah thats funny

    Don’t look my way if you aint got that money

    And I aint making nothing to eat baby

    I think it’s time you treat baby

    Was looking for a man to hold me down

    But how’d I end up with you?

    Yeah, baby, you

    And as hard as I try sometimes it gets hard paying all these bills

    The note on the car

    So I don’t need no broke broke boy tryna holla

    So baby shut it up til you show me some dollars

    [Hook]

    One for the paper

    Two for the money

    Brand new bags, new shoes yeah 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

    Gap yeah I want it

    One for the paper

    Two for the money

    All my girls, fly girls getting money

    [J. Cole]

    I see ya, it’s hard not to see ya

    Face like Aaliyah plus a college degree-ah

    Climbing up the ladder at that full time job

    How the hell you end up with a full time slob

    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 ass

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

    Buyou, buyou, how much to try you

    Aint saying you for sale but baby lets be for real

    Buyou, buyou, shit that I can buy you

    These n-ggas 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

    [Hook]

    One for the paper

    Two for the money

    Brand new bags, new shoes yeah 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

    Gap yeah 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

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