Selfish Songtext
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Selfish Songtext
I got a bad bitch
On top a bad bitch
And a bad bitch
On top of that bitch
I′m starting to think I need some help
Put her on the shelf
Til a nigga reach his wealth
Bending over backwards for me
Fuck around and eat herself
Did all I could Tell her friends
That I'm selfish
Guess that I did everything
For my health then
Shirt off my back
Like I′m scrapping
Never helped then
Put a nigga on
Don't ask for shit
Like we best friends
Keep it beany
Niggas did me greasy
Looked out for themselves
Fat and greedy
Guess it's just a compliment to the chef
I was trynna get right
They tried to play me to the left
Put the metal to they lips
Like they whistling for help
30 Days out the feds
Got a scale and the res
Shoulda gone without the edge
Now he got a crystal F
Baby twisting fingers
Who her nigga
And what he rep
He ain′t got the mutuals
He keep it to himself
I got a bad bitch
On top a bad bitch
And a bad bitch
On top of that bitch
I′m starting to think I need some help
Put her on the shelf
Til a nigga reach his wealth
Bending over backwards for me
Fuck around and eat herself
Did all I could
Tell her friends
That I'm selfish
Guess that I did everything
For my health then
Shirt off my back
Like I′m scrapping
Never helped then
Put a nigga on
Don't ask for shit
Like we best friends
I got a bad bitch
On top a bad bitch
And a bad bitch
On top of that bitch
I′m starting to think I need some help
Put her on the shelf
Til a nigga reach his wealth
Bending over backwards for me
Fuck around and eat herself
Did all I could
Tell her friends
That I'm selfish
Guess that I did everything
For my health then
Shirt off my back
Like I′m scrapping
Never helped then
Put a nigga on
Don't ask for shit
Like we best friends
On top a bad bitch
And a bad bitch
On top of that bitch
I′m starting to think I need some help
Put her on the shelf
Til a nigga reach his wealth
Bending over backwards for me
Fuck around and eat herself
Did all I could Tell her friends
That I'm selfish
Guess that I did everything
For my health then
Shirt off my back
Like I′m scrapping
Never helped then
Put a nigga on
Don't ask for shit
Like we best friends
Keep it beany
Niggas did me greasy
Looked out for themselves
Fat and greedy
Guess it's just a compliment to the chef
I was trynna get right
They tried to play me to the left
Put the metal to they lips
Like they whistling for help
30 Days out the feds
Got a scale and the res
Shoulda gone without the edge
Now he got a crystal F
Baby twisting fingers
Who her nigga
And what he rep
He ain′t got the mutuals
He keep it to himself
I got a bad bitch
On top a bad bitch
And a bad bitch
On top of that bitch
I′m starting to think I need some help
Put her on the shelf
Til a nigga reach his wealth
Bending over backwards for me
Fuck around and eat herself
Did all I could
Tell her friends
That I'm selfish
Guess that I did everything
For my health then
Shirt off my back
Like I′m scrapping
Never helped then
Put a nigga on
Don't ask for shit
Like we best friends
I got a bad bitch
On top a bad bitch
And a bad bitch
On top of that bitch
I′m starting to think I need some help
Put her on the shelf
Til a nigga reach his wealth
Bending over backwards for me
Fuck around and eat herself
Did all I could
Tell her friends
That I'm selfish
Guess that I did everything
For my health then
Shirt off my back
Like I′m scrapping
Never helped then
Put a nigga on
Don't ask for shit
Like we best friends
Writer(s): Bobby Caldwell, Keith Donelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com