"On Me" lyrics
Philthy Rich, KT Foreign & 24hrs Lyrics
"On Me"
[24hrs:]
(EC, stop playin')
24hrs, 24hrs (Armani, this shit stuey, boy)
We just make the hits, they gon' sing the song
I put on all my jewelry, least a million on
The bitch with me, she way badder than Nia Long
I smell like quarter million and this shit is on
They on me (They on me)
I ain't leavin' out the crib if it ain't on me (On me)
If you put me on your flyer, I need twenty
And she won't get off me, she wanna stay on me
[Philthy Rich:]
Uh-huh, I got a bitch from Wichita that be jeffin' and jack ballin'
Broke her for a dub, Relly, tell this bitch to stop callin'
My LA bitch wanna retire, talkin' 'bout that she tired
My Vegas bitch just got hired, now she work at Sapphire
I done had way too many Portland bitches
I done had way too many Daygo bitches
Bitch from OKC, got an okay fee
With an okay P, tryna come pay me
You know them Dallas bitches love a nigga
You know them Houston hoes love a nigga
Them Seattle bitches love a nigga
You know them Memphis hoes love a nigga
It's Philthy
[24hrs:]
We just make the hits, they gon' sing the song
I put on all my jewelry, least a million on
The bitch with me, she way badder than Nia Long
I smell like quarter million and this shit is on
They on me (They on me)
I ain't leavin' out the crib if it ain't on me (On me)
If you put me on your flyer, I need twenty
And she won't get off me, she wanna stay on me
[KT Foreign:]
Checkin' in at baggage claim, go check a bag for me (Go check a bag)
She ain't for me, she just on me, that's another story (She ain't for me)
But she bustin' Lam' truck, I came to brake on her (But she bust)
If you ain't even have enough, I have to shake on her (Ain't have enough)
My turner hit me on the 'Gram 'cause she ain't worth the number (She had hit me on the 'Gram)
Served her folks, he in his feelings, he just hunchin' on her (In his feelings)
I'm mashin' on her, she ain't passion, then I'm passin' on her (I'm passin' on her)
She laughed and hit me with a bag, I guess I'm right back on her (Yeah)
Yeah, structured up, that's how it's 'posed to be (Structured up)
Yeah, you should come and pay a trophy fee (No gamin')
Yeah, million-dollar voice, yeah, they know it's me (They know the voice)
Footed ups, thumb downs, yeah, my team elite (Fees)
Fees
[24hrs:]
We just make the hits, they gon' sing the song
I put on all my jewelry, least a million on
The bitch with me, she way badder than Nia Long
I smell like quarter million and this shit is on
They on me (They on me)
I ain't leavin' out the crib if it ain't on me (On me)
If you put me on your flyer, I need twenty
And she won't get off me, she wanna stay on me
And she won't get off me, she wanna stay on me
And she won't get off me, she wanna stay on me
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Philip Beasley
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- Philthy Rich Lyrics
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