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KERI HILSON lyrics : "Buy You"

One for the paper, two for the money
Girls get money?...
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 on, baby?

Used to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping
Now you're asking me for my paper
It's my money,... my money, I bet you'll never ever get a dime for me

No you can't use the phone, baby
I think you need, get your own


There's something going man holding down
So how did I end up with you? You
And that's how... has a car, time... hard, paying all these bills

... my car, so I don't need no broke boy trying to hide...

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it

All my girls flag girls getting money X 2


One for the paper, two for the money
Girls... give all you want it


One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls flag girls getting money


You wanna ride with that chick baby?
But you ain't got a whip baby

Yeah, it ain't gotta happen... don't got %#@! you need to break with that
Chick baby
Yeah, money, don't look my way if you ain't got that money

And I'm making... baby
Take the time it's your treat


There's something going man holding down
So how did I end up with you? You
And that's how... has a car, time... hard, paying all these bills

... my car, so I don't need no broke boy trying to hide...

One for the paper, two for the money

Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it
One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls flag girls getting money

All my girls flag girls getting money
One for the paper, two for the money
Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it

One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls flag girls getting money


... broke $$# !@$@s
Him only check you for the...
No, no, no, I'm not a gold digger

...
You know the... !@$@s
... no middle man,... your own !@%!e !@$@

... And I don't need a man with no accomplishments
No wit, no job, no...
... forget it

If he was my sugar, I'd be diabetic
But the old book got already readed
It's money on my mind boy and you just have it

...
Money old like champagne in the cellar
Boy you need to spit like a...

You ain't treating me like an atm teller
So $#&@ your little cheese, I got my old cedar
So when they make it raid I hope I got my umbrella

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