Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Used to This, artist - BR3
Date of issue: 07.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Used to This |
What’s happenin'? |
Hey |
Jacquees |
Money to the ceiling (Hey) |
I know you ain’t used to this livin' (Ha, right) |
Have you shinin' like Christmas (Christmas) |
I’ma take shawty with me (Hey) |
I be Bobby and you be Whitney (Hey) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |
Part of me been thinking wait a minute |
The other half just want extended living |
So pardon me if I’m confused a little |
Bout how you can bring so many different feelings |
And the money is tempting, irrational bitches be so so gone |
Flat when the 64 on, tryna push it |
Push back 'til your back beat gone |
But honesty and loyalty would make your backbone strong (Woo) |
Are my intentions matching your intentions? |
It’s a beautiful situation, ain’t no counter interest |
Hate and jealousy in your pocket, still it bust your britches |
And if pressure could cut a diamond, we got diamond stitches |
Army mission, salute a Major or a major vision |
Ain’t no playin' with it, you been ridin' like a shawty with extended clips |
And since you miss’s, bliss you miss me |
Cause a kiss can make you slip |
And when you trip, extended seasons fall in, I’m all in |
And when you got my head ringin', I’ma call you (I'ma call you) |
And if you springin' every summer, I’ma foul you (i'ma foul you) |
And when we mood switch, mood rings bring |
Every move that I love when your mood ring change |
Money to the ceiling (Hey) |
I know you ain’t used to this livin' (Ha, right) |
Have you shinin' like Christmas (Ha, right) |
I’ma take shawty with me (Hey) |
I be Bobby and you be Whitney (Hey) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |
Extended trips out to the monastery |
Yoga classes in the riviera |
I went from nothing to something |
More complicated than baby |
I know it’s crazy, but you’ve been here (Woo) |
I’ve got a practical answer to every doubt |
And every red carpet trip, we’ll be in there (We'll be in there) |
White folks and swimwear |
If you still don’t get the picture, paint it clearer |
Here’s a mirror, you can sit here, rewind My counter part, every literal |
question, receive a literal answer |
Ain’t no bus fare, share meals like lunch care |
Redeals and point there |
You mad, then punch here |
And that wasn’t a punch-line either |
If they bring the blueprint, baby got my ether |
Redline when they bring that fever |
More clouds than a southern preacher, yep |
Ride or die, I done found my sheeple (Woah) |
To gain a queen is part of your everything |
And piles become a nation and haters are just a thing |
She badder than your Rhianna, she under my Christmas tree |
Got a present for my past and future that’s yet to be |
Money to the ceiling (Hey) |
I know you ain’t used to this livin' (Ha, right) |
Have you shinin' like Christmas (Ha, right) |
I’ma take shawty with me (Hey) |
I be Bobby and you be Whitney (Hey) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |
And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way) |