Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Annoying, artist - Dave East. Album song P2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
Annoying |
| I just made a hundred |
| I just made a hundred |
| I just made a hundred |
| I just made a hundred |
| This bitch get annoying, on God, I’m changin' my number |
| I’m a rich nigga that came from the gutter |
| I don’t feel this perc, I’ma take me another |
| After we fuck, I’m unable to cuddle |
| Right back to the money, you know how I play it |
| I’m not your boyfriend, I don’t know what you sayin' |
| Lyin' on my name, you know what you sayin' |
| In and out the streets, they treat me like royalty |
| These bitches cannot spell 'loyalty' |
| I dropped a bag on my lawyer fee |
| Way before these engineers was recordin' me |
| Sorry boo, can’t give you all of me |
| Pardon me, you just want me 'cause I’m hot |
| When I was dead broke couldn’t get you to stop |
| Now that I’m on you done turned to a thot, why? |
| I started off with a pot |
| Picked up the backend and went got me a spot |
| Head on a swivel, I know niggas plot |
| I’m checkin' every car that slide through the block |
| Five-fifty with the S in the front |
| I just got the best head of the month |
| Saved her number under «Man-eater» |
| And I ain’t get her from the 'Gram neither |
| Caught her in traffic, she bent it over like she teachin' yoga |
| Or she used to be in gymnastics |
| Either way I cannot pass it, I’m bringing cash in |
| She wanna FaceTime and text, I just want some neck |
| I ain’t got respect |
| Hit it on the couch, hit it on the steps |
| Put it in your mouth, I’ma make a mess |
| I just made a hundred |
| This bitch get annoying, on God, I’m changin' my number |
| I’m a rich nigga that came from the gutter |
| I don’t feel this perc, I’ma take me another |
| After we fuck, I’m unable to cuddle |
| Right back to the money, you know how I play it |
| I’m not your boyfriend, I don’t know what you sayin' |
| Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' |
| They just paid me a hundred |
| This bitch get annoying, on God, I’m changin' my number |
| I’m a rich nigga that came from the gutter |
| I don’t feel this perc, I’ma take me another |
| After we fuck, I’m unable to cuddle |
| Right back to the money, you know how I play it |
| I’m not your boyfriend, I don’t know what you sayin' |
| Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' |
| Ridin' red Ford, in the greg lord |
| Every time she see me I’m in rare form |
| Bet she do it for a pair of Air Jordans |
| In the mornin', send her get her hair done |
| On the highway, bet her head goin' |
| Up and down sloppily, hope no one watchin' me |
| Tell my daddy, I’m fulfilling his prophecy |
| Hundred fifty million, ain’t no one stoppin' me |
| Watch your convo when you talk to me |
| Make me think you plottin', tryna possibly follow me |
| Lay on me, just like them robbers be |
| Out your damn mind, you just gotta be |
| You gon' get shot |
| This dope boy academy, Big Skoob |
| Where you certainly can get your issue |
| Can’t fit your feet in them, they big shoes |
| Man we countin' these hundreds |
| And switching up numbers like yeah yeah |
| I just made a hundred |
| This bitch get annoying, on God, I’m changin' my number |
| I’m a rich nigga that came from the gutter |
| I don’t feel this perc, I’ma take me another |
| After we fuck, I’m unable to cuddle |
| Right back to the money, you know how I play it |
| I’m not your boyfriend, I don’t know what you sayin' |
| Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' |
| They just paid me a hundred |
| This bitch get annoying, on God, I’m changin' my number |
| I’m a rich nigga that came from the gutter |
| I don’t feel this perc, I’ma take me another |
| After we fuck, I’m unable to cuddle |
| Right back to the money, you know how I play it |
| I’m not your boyfriend, I don’t know what you sayin' |
| Lying on my name, you know what you sayin' |