Six Feet Under Lyrics The Weeknd Genius. Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper You know how she get down, pop her for a check now Six feet under, six Six feet under.
Six Feet Under Lyrics The Weeknd Genius
Ask around about her
She don’t get emotional
K^ll off all her feelings
That’s why she ain’t approachable
She know her pu^^y got a fan base
A couple ni^^as with a suit case
Suit and tie ni^^as who play role play
When it comes to money she play no games
She l^^k it up just like a candy
She wanna make them leave their family
She trying to live a life so fancy
She wanna pull up in a Bentley
She ain’t got time for lovin’
Louis Vuitton her husband
She’d rather die in lusting
She’d rather die in the club, till she
Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper
Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper
Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper
You know how she get down, pop her for a check now
Six feet under, six
Six feet under
Six feet under, six
Six feet under
Six feet under she gon’ K^ll me for that paper
Not the type to f^^k around, gonna turn that a^^ around
She don’t depend on anybody
Know just what to do with her own body
Counting all that money like a hobby
She don’t give a f^^k about nobody
And she got her whole crew poppin’
And she bend it over like she got no back bone
Got a couple ni^^as blinging up a trap phone
She don’t need nobody waiting back home, she got it
She l^^k it up just like a candy
She wanna make them leave their family
She trying to live a life so fancy
She wanna pull up in a Bentley
She ain’t got time for lovin’
Louis Vuitton her husband
She rather die in lusting
She rather die in the club, till she
Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper
Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper
Six feet under she gon’ get that f^^king paper
You know how she get down, pop her for a check now
Six feet under, six
Six feet under
Six feet under, six
Six feet under
Six feet under she gon’ K^ll me for that paper
Not the type to f^^k around, gonna turn that a^^ around
Gonna turn that a^^ around
Oh murder, oh murder
Gonna turn that a^^ around
Oh murder, oh murder
Real love’s hard to find
So she don’t waste her time
So she don’t waste her time, oh
You ain’t gon’ catch her crying
She ain’t gon’ lose her mind
She ain’t gon’ lose her mind
Till she..
Six feet under she gon’ K^ll me for that paper (till she)
Six feet under she gon’ K^ll me for that paper (till she)
Six feet under she gon’ K^ll me for that paper
Not the type to f^^k around, gonna turn that a^^ around
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