Unbothered Songtext
von Cuban Doll
Unbothered Songtext
You hoes not even really unbothered
Flex on these broke hoes like I′m supposed to, this that Cuban
I got some new money, 'bout the donate some to Houston
We never spoke hoe, you a broke hoe, what you doin′?
I need some more money in the tour bus when I'm movin'
I don′t be worried about bitches, I don′t be worried about hoes
I need more checks to cash, I need more stacks for clothes
Bitches be hatin' the glow, that′s why I don't fuck with these hoes
I want to go to the bank and stack up my money some more
Whoa, whoa, broke bitches never prosper, no bums on the roster
Smoke good like a Rasta, baby girl unbothered
Stay tuned for the slaughter, water wrist, that′s aqua
Got the sauce like tarter, tell these bitches come harder
Every dope boy want a Cuban, oh now they fuck with the music?
Soon as they notice the glow, they want to fuck with the movement
I had to get on my grind, tell them hoes I'ma do it
I don′t care how a bitch feel (huh), I'm about to make her feel stupid
Kick the bitch out the Bentley (huh)
Racks on me like a 50 (racks)
Diamond singing like Whitney (Whitney)
Put the dick in her kidneys (huh)
Cuban links cost a 40 (40)
Rich bitch she gon' spoil me (rich)
Broke niggas got ′em salty (broke)
They want a show, can′t afford me
Ooh she a eater, pick up a cheque and got me a freezer (what?)
I still got the beeper, I play with the keys, I'm fuckin′ Alisha (huh)
Hop over cheque for a bigger bag
I ain't got time for the chitter chat
The racks on my back like a piggy back (ring)
The pinky ring cost me another sack
Whoa, whoa, broke bitches never prosper, no bums on the roster
Smoke good like a Rasta, baby girl unbothered
Stay tuned for the slaughter, water wrist, that′s aqua
Got the sauce like tarter, tell these bitches come harder
Every dope boy want a Cuban, oh now they fuck with the music?
Soon as they notice the glow, they want to fuck with the movement
I had to get on my grind, tell them hoes I'ma do it
I don′t care how a bitch feel, I'm about to make her feel stupid
Flex on these broke hoes like I′m supposed to, this that Cuban
I got some new money, 'bout the donate some to Houston
We never spoke hoe, you a broke hoe, what you doin′?
I need some more money in the tour bus when I'm movin'
I don′t be worried about bitches, I don′t be worried about hoes
I need more checks to cash, I need more stacks for clothes
Bitches be hatin' the glow, that′s why I don't fuck with these hoes
I want to go to the bank and stack up my money some more
Whoa, whoa, broke bitches never prosper, no bums on the roster
Smoke good like a Rasta, baby girl unbothered
Stay tuned for the slaughter, water wrist, that′s aqua
Got the sauce like tarter, tell these bitches come harder
Every dope boy want a Cuban, oh now they fuck with the music?
Soon as they notice the glow, they want to fuck with the movement
I had to get on my grind, tell them hoes I'ma do it
I don′t care how a bitch feel (huh), I'm about to make her feel stupid
Kick the bitch out the Bentley (huh)
Racks on me like a 50 (racks)
Diamond singing like Whitney (Whitney)
Put the dick in her kidneys (huh)
Cuban links cost a 40 (40)
Rich bitch she gon' spoil me (rich)
Broke niggas got ′em salty (broke)
They want a show, can′t afford me
Ooh she a eater, pick up a cheque and got me a freezer (what?)
I still got the beeper, I play with the keys, I'm fuckin′ Alisha (huh)
Hop over cheque for a bigger bag
I ain't got time for the chitter chat
The racks on my back like a piggy back (ring)
The pinky ring cost me another sack
Whoa, whoa, broke bitches never prosper, no bums on the roster
Smoke good like a Rasta, baby girl unbothered
Stay tuned for the slaughter, water wrist, that′s aqua
Got the sauce like tarter, tell these bitches come harder
Every dope boy want a Cuban, oh now they fuck with the music?
Soon as they notice the glow, they want to fuck with the movement
I had to get on my grind, tell them hoes I'ma do it
I don′t care how a bitch feel, I'm about to make her feel stupid
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Thomas Horton, Taylor Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
