"STEVIE J AND JOSELINE" lyrics

-Mad at me
You take my computers, you take everything that I have
You take my- Chanel purses (Oh my God)
You hi- you hide my-
You hide my- I take your Chanel purses?!
Are you serious, bruh? (Shorty, we can be like Stevie J and Joseline)
Serious
Then yes
You don't have nothing to say
I don't even want nothin' to say, it's over
'Cause, you know what? You're a nasty person
A Puerto Rican princess

Shorty, we can be like Stevie J and Joseline
Ridin' uptown in a cocaina Benz (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Rob you for Chanel purses, go and tell your friends
Heart hurt, smokin' blunts, love you 'til the end
Shorty, we can be like Stevie J and Joseline (Bet)
Ridin' uptown in a cocaina Benz (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Rob you for Chanel purses, go and tell your friends (Fuck)
Heart hurt, smokin' blunts, love you 'til the end

Triple X, I was blowin' O's in the Benz (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
Rob you for Chanel purses, go and tell your friends
Swervin' through East Flexico, up in a Gucci Benz (go)
Come and grab my hand, fly away to the end
Posted in the dark by myself, where my friends?
Seven tear drops, turn to diamonds once again (shyne)
Catch me trappin' Adderall, out my shorty den (skoo, skoo, skoo)
Why you lie to me, why you cheatin', where you been?

Shorty, we can be like Stevie J and Joseline
Ridin' uptown in a cocaina Benz (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Rob you for Chanel purses, go and tell your friends
Heart hurt, smokin' blunts, love you 'til the end
Shorty, we can be like Stevie J and Joseline (Bet)
Ridin' uptown in a cocaina Benz (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Rob you for Chanel purses, go and tell your friends
Heart hurt, smokin' blunts, love you 'til the end

Bitch, I'm not done yet
You lose a lot of hoes and still gon' pimp them
I haven't been losin' a lot of hoes
It doesn't even matter
Wait, hold on, hold on
Word around town is you-
Exactly, guess where that come from? Benzino
But I'm just sayin', that's-
It comes from-it comes from your homie
It doesn't really matter where the info come from
What really matters, if it's true or not
And that's what I'm tryin' to talk to Joseline about
I'm not tryin' to talk about- Benzino

Shorty, we can be like Stevie J and Joseline
Ridin' uptown in a cocaina Benz (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Rob you for Chanel purses, go and tell your friends
Heart hurt, smokin' blunts, love you 'til the end

If we gon' clang last night with somebody
I'm not gonna do it with a minimum wage driver
Bring me a CEO of a billion dollar company
If Stevie believe that-, he's a- idiot too
I'm not gon' disrespect you, because you wanted people
I'm not disrespecting you
Oh, no, you are
But it's cool because you always do
And you've done from day one
And that's why, I'm not going on that
I paid you, why would I play you?
Your mindset was s-strippin' at a club
Let me show you how to get money in the real way
That doesn't matter, that doesn't matter
And you don't have to hurt your body
You don't have to hurt your mind, you ain't gotta hurt your soul
I got-but you hurt my mind, you hurt my soul
I'm sick of giving you life
Yes you are, you didn't give me shit, you didn't give me shit
Are you serious?
I gave it to myself 'cause I worked
And you know what? It doesn't even matter
'Cause every time you get mad at me
You take my computers, you take everything that I have
You take my- Chanel purses
You hi-you hide my-
You hide my-
I take your Chanel purses?!
Are you serious, bruh?
Serious
Then yes
You don't have nothing to say
I don't even want nothin' to say, it's over
'Cause, you know what? You're a nasty person