Ft. G Malone

These days, these (*##$es aint sell it these days

These days, these (*##$es aint sell it these days
These (*##$es ain't sell it, !@^%s plain I know you ride it
Stop to pop, they wanna pop up into Jaguar

She wanna set up in your last car
When it was bunge she didn't know
Now you bubble they all wanna blow

$#&@ with you !@^% she wanna show
Money make a ungly niga so cute and so do this weapes
Ain't see they self in it

Know when you own it, and know when you reach it
Diferent money, diferent flavour
Thersty (*##$es with some

No, I put up with this bull%#@!
Ooh, no, they realise what you doing
These days, I swear, I swear, these (*##$es aint sell it these days

These days, I swear, I swear, these (*##$es aint sell it these days
These days I'mma be honest, this (*##$es ain't sell it
(*##$ you migth $#&@ with your partener

Make so lot pocket
I will look for love while you're in the club
She might got $$# but she never want

This !@^% own me some groopy %#@!
That's way alwayse keeing it
I see you got phone face down

I know what that mean
That mean you got other ^!$$%s and you don't want me
No, I put up with this bull%#@!

Ooh, no, they realise what you doing
These days, I swear, I swear, these (*##$es aint sell it these days
These days, I swear, I swear, these (*##$es aint sell it these days

These days, these days, these days, these days these (*##$es ain't sell it these days