"Love For Sale" lyrics
Baby
Baby, okay
Baby
Yeah, baby
Fuck that nigga, why he do you wrong?
Way too pretty to be here alone
I'm a boss and I can put you on
Show you somethin' you ain't seen before
Know you like designer, would you rock Chanel?
You got special taste and I can fuckin' tell
I be always winnin', I don't take no L's
If you feel like spendin', I got love for sale
He not really like that, all these niggas cap
Only you and my lil' Glock can sit on daddy lap
My explore page full of thots when I get on this app
I got options in my DM from a double tap
I be outside for the vibe, but I won't be with you
When we fuckin', it's electric just like Pikachu
Oh, you crampin', I'm a freak, I gots to see it through
When I fall asleep alone, I dream of me and you
Spread them legs wide open, baby, arch your back
What the fuck you eatin'? Goddamn, that ass fat
Swear that pussy just like crack, baby, I'm a fiend
Put my ass to sleep, I feel like I just drunk some lean, yeah, yeah
Fuck that nigga, why he do you wrong?
You is too pretty to be here alone
Baby, uh, I'm a boss and I can put you on
Show you, uh, show you somethin' you ain't seen before
Know you like designer, would you rock Chanel?
You got special taste and I can fuckin' tell
I be always winnin', I don't take no L's
If you feel like spendin', I got love for sale
Pretty and she nasty, she so sassy
If she want some sex, just grab this—, don't gotta ask me
Fuck her when I'm high, I ain't gon' lie, that shit relax me
When she wanna cum, I hear that hummin', then she grab me, yeah
I know I'm the shit, yeah, shorty love the dick, yeah
We be arguin', yeah, but she started it, yeah
In relationships, I guess it's a part of it, yeah
Man, I hate this shit, she keep playin' hard to get
Fuck that nigga, why he do you wrong?
You is way too pretty to be here alone
Baby, I'm a boss and I can put you on
Show you, show you somethin' you ain't seen before
Know you like designer, would you rock Chanel?
You got special taste and I can fuckin' tell
I be always winnin', I don't take no L's
If you feel like spendin', I got love for sale
Baby, okay
Baby
Yeah, baby
Fuck that nigga, why he do you wrong?
Way too pretty to be here alone
I'm a boss and I can put you on
Show you somethin' you ain't seen before
Know you like designer, would you rock Chanel?
You got special taste and I can fuckin' tell
I be always winnin', I don't take no L's
If you feel like spendin', I got love for sale
He not really like that, all these niggas cap
Only you and my lil' Glock can sit on daddy lap
My explore page full of thots when I get on this app
I got options in my DM from a double tap
I be outside for the vibe, but I won't be with you
When we fuckin', it's electric just like Pikachu
Oh, you crampin', I'm a freak, I gots to see it through
When I fall asleep alone, I dream of me and you
Spread them legs wide open, baby, arch your back
What the fuck you eatin'? Goddamn, that ass fat
Swear that pussy just like crack, baby, I'm a fiend
Put my ass to sleep, I feel like I just drunk some lean, yeah, yeah
Fuck that nigga, why he do you wrong?
You is too pretty to be here alone
Baby, uh, I'm a boss and I can put you on
Show you, uh, show you somethin' you ain't seen before
Know you like designer, would you rock Chanel?
You got special taste and I can fuckin' tell
I be always winnin', I don't take no L's
If you feel like spendin', I got love for sale
Pretty and she nasty, she so sassy
If she want some sex, just grab this—, don't gotta ask me
Fuck her when I'm high, I ain't gon' lie, that shit relax me
When she wanna cum, I hear that hummin', then she grab me, yeah
I know I'm the shit, yeah, shorty love the dick, yeah
We be arguin', yeah, but she started it, yeah
In relationships, I guess it's a part of it, yeah
Man, I hate this shit, she keep playin' hard to get
Fuck that nigga, why he do you wrong?
You is way too pretty to be here alone
Baby, I'm a boss and I can put you on
Show you, show you somethin' you ain't seen before
Know you like designer, would you rock Chanel?
You got special taste and I can fuckin' tell
I be always winnin', I don't take no L's
If you feel like spendin', I got love for sale
Writer(s): Milos Angelov, Darryl Granberry Jr., Jacob Wilkinson, Vikram Dhami
