"The Best Revenge" lyrics
(feat. Lyfe Jennings & Denise Janae)
Baby, it's mind over matter. Don't fall for the low-key dogs
Those have forsake it, 'cause you're smart, and you're beautiful
Success, good friends
The best revenge
All my park has got bigger, and I've never been hearin'
Let 'em say whatever they want, they just want slower digits
Success (success), good friends (good friends)
The best (the best) revenge (revenge)
She bent over in that closet lookin' for them "red bottoms"
She know I like the pair with them spikes on
I mean that's all she rocket
She got that Louis rolled on, that thing satin
And you know that ass fat if I'm gon' take the loss in this matin
Yeah
Don't stop, let me hit it from the front
Don't stop, let me hit it from the back
Hit it 'til you cum, hit it 'til you run
Use my tongue and fuck up your act
Now she ain't goin' nowhere for a while
iPhone ringin'? That's old girl
Beat the pussy up. That's the hook right there
Bang on track number 3 on that cold world
Never give a nigga problems
Got a nigga back like Sean Diddy Combs got Harlem
And she better than my niggas
It's like holdin' a nigga down
What's that? You call it
Baby, it's mind over matter. Don't fall for the low-key dogs
Those have forsake it, 'cause you're smart, and you're beautiful
Success, good friends
The best revenge
All my park has got bigger, and I've never been hearin'
Let 'em say whatever they want, they just want slower digits
Success (success), good friends (good friends)
The best (the best) revenge (revenge)
Look at all them girls hatin'
Look at all them girls hatin'
Look at all them girls hatin' outside that club, in that line waitin'
'Cause she can't be you, she can't be Nicki, she can't be Kim
And we're over here sippin' that Ace, while you over there, man, 'cause you're sippin' that gin
How many shots do I take to get to your center?
Take her to the bathroom, then I go in her
In her, in her, in her so far
I could see everything that she ate for dinner
Pop my car. Hell yeah. Fuckin' righteous
Smart girl. She can give me brains all night
I'm 'a beat it up like a USC fight
Most time that I ever spent in her, I liked
And a girl French. Just alright
Keep fuck with them, 'cause they ain't my type
Get them bags packed and meet me at the port
Grab the passport. I ain't tryna miss my flight
Baby, it's mind over matter. Don't fall for the low-key dogs
Those have forsake it, 'cause you're smart, and you're beautiful
Success, good friends
The best revenge
All my park has got bigger, and I've never been hearin'
Let 'em say whatever they want, they just want slower digits
Success (success), good friends (good friends)
The best (the best) revenge (revenge)
Those have forsake it, 'cause you're smart, and you're beautiful
Success, good friends
The best revenge
All my park has got bigger, and I've never been hearin'
Let 'em say whatever they want, they just want slower digits
Success (success), good friends (good friends)
The best (the best) revenge (revenge)
She bent over in that closet lookin' for them "red bottoms"
She know I like the pair with them spikes on
I mean that's all she rocket
She got that Louis rolled on, that thing satin
And you know that ass fat if I'm gon' take the loss in this matin
Yeah
Don't stop, let me hit it from the front
Don't stop, let me hit it from the back
Hit it 'til you cum, hit it 'til you run
Use my tongue and fuck up your act
Now she ain't goin' nowhere for a while
iPhone ringin'? That's old girl
Beat the pussy up. That's the hook right there
Bang on track number 3 on that cold world
Never give a nigga problems
Got a nigga back like Sean Diddy Combs got Harlem
And she better than my niggas
It's like holdin' a nigga down
What's that? You call it
Baby, it's mind over matter. Don't fall for the low-key dogs
Those have forsake it, 'cause you're smart, and you're beautiful
Success, good friends
The best revenge
All my park has got bigger, and I've never been hearin'
Let 'em say whatever they want, they just want slower digits
Success (success), good friends (good friends)
The best (the best) revenge (revenge)
Look at all them girls hatin'
Look at all them girls hatin'
Look at all them girls hatin' outside that club, in that line waitin'
'Cause she can't be you, she can't be Nicki, she can't be Kim
And we're over here sippin' that Ace, while you over there, man, 'cause you're sippin' that gin
How many shots do I take to get to your center?
Take her to the bathroom, then I go in her
In her, in her, in her so far
I could see everything that she ate for dinner
Pop my car. Hell yeah. Fuckin' righteous
Smart girl. She can give me brains all night
I'm 'a beat it up like a USC fight
Most time that I ever spent in her, I liked
And a girl French. Just alright
Keep fuck with them, 'cause they ain't my type
Get them bags packed and meet me at the port
Grab the passport. I ain't tryna miss my flight
Baby, it's mind over matter. Don't fall for the low-key dogs
Those have forsake it, 'cause you're smart, and you're beautiful
Success, good friends
The best revenge
All my park has got bigger, and I've never been hearin'
Let 'em say whatever they want, they just want slower digits
Success (success), good friends (good friends)
The best (the best) revenge (revenge)
