Lyrics Proud Of U - 1takejay

Proud Of U

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Wait Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Niggas pockets on a diet
Catfish niggas lying
Nigga you tried it
I do this without trying
Mama keep on telling me I’m proud of you
Mama shut the fuck up you ain’t even got no Prada
Nigga had it rough but I’m still Gucci
Blister on my feet from these shoes but they still Gucci
Bitch pussy weak but it’s still coochie
Bitch ass faker than her hair but it’s still booty
I ain’t got no manners I’mma foolie
Nigga like the toilet I’ll let this bitch use me
Specially at the crib, that mean she finna do me (She wanna fuck)
Bitch I ain’t no kid, I’m tryna get the cooties
The head, and all that other shit that you be doin'
It’s simple, baby, pull up like a Huggie (Like a Huggie)
Like a Big Mac, I want you to mc-love me (I want you to mc-love me)
I remember back then if she was in street I still couldn’t hit it
Like a parked car now she getting curve
Rip swerve (R.I.P swerve), from the Jordan downs (Jordan downs)
I remember I had a bucket I’m so foreign
Now, Bitch don’t drown (Don't drown)
I just threw 30 thou (30 thou?)
On a necklace, bitch I’m that reckless
Really I’m that nigga still living like a peasant (Living like a peasant)
No I’m not broke I’m just humble if you guessing
You just wanna fuck huh, bitch you guessed it bop
Niggas pockets on a diet
Catfish niggas lying
Nigga you tried it
I do this without trying
Mama keep on telling me I’m proud of you
Mama shut the fuck up you ain’t even got no Prada
Nigga had it rough but I’m still Gucci
Blister on my feet from these shoes but they still Gucci
Bitch pussy weak but it’s still coochie
Bitch ass faker than her hair but it’s still booty
I ain’t got no manners I’mma foolie
I ain’t got no manners, nigga I ain’t Jeffrey
Fresh prince of Compton, I ball Lisa Leslie (I ball)
Only thing I see is hoes nigga I’ma lesbian
I ain’t showin' out I just forgot to take my medicine
I don’t buy shit that’s on sale I ain’t settling (I ain’t settling)
Thousand dollar shoes hit the Gas wen I’m pedaling
She ain’t use to this, this bitch only wear leggings (You broke)
Like a salad that’s just how that bitch dressin'
Dior this Dior that (Dior that), nigga these ain’t converse (These ain’t
converse)
If you ain’t talkin' money ion wanna converse
I be putting on a show book me for the concert
Niggas wearing kappa you be capping in yo verse
Nigga you a joke I be laughing at your verse
Niggas wearing man bags bitch that’s a purse (Bitch that’s a purse)
You can’t do it so I’m finna buy yo bitch a purse
He in love, bitch love hurt