Текст Q Money – Strangers

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah…
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Bobby Kritical)

If you with the shits, then I might can love you, bitch
I was gonna fuck you, ’til I found out I was rich
Hit the studio, now I’m back to makin’ hits
Now I’m off probation, so it’s back to makin’ flips
I heard that bitch wanna be famous
What she gon’ do to entertain us?
Make a movie or remain nameless?
We can be lovers or strangers

You can get the dick for a shout-out and a pic
I can’t take no flick, unless you let me hit
I can’t change your life, until you let me pipe
You can’t flex your IG up until you take a flight
Foreign cars in every city, ship ’em every night, huh
Lambo in Ohio you ain’t seen that in your life
Bitch, I’m getting money so I cannot do this fight
Argue with yourself, you outta mind and outta sight
You better change your mind and take the offer while it’s right
So is I’m booking your flight in the morning or tonight?
I’ma book a roundtrip but you can’t spend the night
Come give me that pussy and get right back on your flight, hey

If you with the shits, then I might can love you, bitch
I was gonna fuck you, ’til I found out I was rich
Hit the studio, now I’m back to makin’ hits
Now I’m off probation, so it’s back to makin’ flips
I heard that bitch wanna be famous
What she gon’ do to entertain us?

Girl I’m tryna save you, why your ass can’t listen?
All you gotta do is suck my dick and wash the dishes
And you gon’ get them Christians, and you’ll have a good Christmas
You better pay attention, I got options with these women
Your best friend’s tryna get me, her best friend tryna hit me
Don’t even let me mention Sidney with the big titties
Sydney got her own money, she’ll come and get me
Bitch don’t tempt me, I got plenty
I’m too friendly, don’t mean to be a dog, baby, it’s just in me
Now go and take it off ‘fore I have to call Sidney
Don’t make me call Sidney

If you with the shits, then I might can love you, bitch
I was gonna fuck you, ’til I found out I was rich
Hit the studio, now I’m back to makin’ hits
Now I’m off probation, so it’s back to makin’ flips
I heard that bitch wanna be famous
What she gon’ do to entertain us?
Make a movie or remain nameless?
We can be lovers or strangers