Letra de Marie Curie

[Intro]
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Get ready (Ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ha, she gon' be mine
Congratulations

[Verse 1]
She want me, I'm so fly (So fly, who?)
Get your bitch with me, now she high (Now she high)
Hit that bitch, yeah, from the side (From the side)
Hit the little bitch from the side (From the side)
Ayy, now she wanna be mine (Be mine)
Ayy, now your bitch want me, valentine (Valentine)
Ayy, I don't fall in love, I'm a slime (I'm a slime)
Ayy, I'ma take your heart every time (Every time)

[Chorus]
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no fuckin' with P no more
I ain't fuckin' on you no more
I ain't in love with you no more
Yeah, see, I ain't got time for them games no more
Fuck with me, you'll get rich more
Bitch, I'm Kanye, is that Ralph Lauren?
Just a Blac Youngsta fuckin' on these little whores
I got all my money, I just count it on the floor

[Chorus]
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

[Verse 3]
Money real, fuck how you feel
I could pay your bills, yeah, but girl, you ain't my bitch
She can't keep her lips sealed, she run her mouth again
She want me to fly her out, but I don't do that shit, ayy
I can't get attached 'cause she ain't get me rich
Cut these hoes off every day with my scissors, yeah
Met this ho the other day then I hit her
Bitch with bands', see what she say?
She straight trippin'

[Chorus]
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

[Bridge]
Hol' up, man, I'm livin' like a motherfucker, hol' up
Hit that bitch, ran out of rubbers, hol' up
Then she sayin' that she tryna love me, hol' up
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Hey

[Chorus]
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey
Don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie
Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

[Outro]
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