Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody, artist - Paper LoveeDate of issue: 05.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Everybody |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout they gon' get it if they print it |
| They’ve been printin' for a minute, them lil' niggas just won’t get it, yeah |
| Everybody pop out on that pistol with them Benjis out |
| Pulled up on a kid and found out he wasn’t really gettin' it, yeah |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout they gon' go and cop that Bentley |
| How you gon' cop that Bentley if you ain’t out here tryna get it in? |
| Everybody postin' pictures with they bitches |
| All in they feelings, but when they break up, have they ass be lookin' silly, |
| ayy |
| Have they ass be lookin' silly, 'cause they out here chasin' bitches |
| I’m chasin' Benjis, I’m tryna ball like Diddy |
| Told my nigga, «If you with me and you go against me |
| I’ma have to kill you,» and he know that I wasn’t kiddin', yeah |
| My nigga know I wasn’t playin', yeah |
| My nigga know what I’m sayin', yeah |
| I’m just Saint Lawrence’s finest bro |
| All that shit come off the hand |
| And I’m still thinkin' I’m the man |
| 'Cause if I’m the man, you the man, we the man |
| And I throw with the Bloods so I beat a man |
| I know my little nigga tough 'cause we beat him in |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout how they got this and that |
| I got Gucci, I got Louis, I mix and match |
| Hit the mall, I want it all, I’ma spend some racks |
| I miss my brother, boy please bring Lil Richard back |
| You see that 'Rari outside? |
| I fucked your bitch in that |
| Got a brand new spot, and my bathroom and my kitchenette |
| I lost my ho and fucked 'round, got all my bitches back |
| I bucked and I, these niggas are not fixin' that |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout they gon' get it if they print it |
| They’ve been printin' for a minute, them lil' niggas just won’t get it, yeah |
| Everybody pop out on that pistol with them Benjis out |
| Pulled up on a kid and found out he wasn’t really gettin' it, yeah |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout they gon' go and cop that Bentley |
| How you gon' cop that Bentley if you ain’t out here tryna get it in? |
| Everybody postin' pictures with they bitches |
| All in they feelings, but when they break up, have they ass be lookin' silly, |
| ayy |
| Everybody talkin' how they heavy hunters |
| How they stuntin', boy you cap, you know you on it, boy you silly |
| I got pointers on my rings, I got punters that gon' squeeze |
| I got Robins on my jeans, a nigga drippin' |
| I got cars with no keys, I got broads waitin' on me |
| I got God, he with me, I got choppers in that Jeep |
| I got Cashset with me, lot of cash that’s on me |
| Lot of bag that’s on me, ain’t no playin', time to eat |
| And it’s still run your racks up |
| And I’m still in that black truck, yeah (turn up) |
| And it’s still fuck your set boy |
| And you still bring my ears up |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout they gon' get it if they print it |
| They’ve been printin' for a minute, them lil' niggas just won’t get it, yeah |
| Everybody pop out on that pistol with them Benjis out |
| Pulled up on a kid and found out he wasn’t really gettin' it, yeah |
| Everybody talkin' 'bout they gon' go and cop that Bentley |
| How you gon' cop that Bentley if you ain’t out here tryna get it in? |
| Everybody postin' pictures with they bitches |
| All in they feelings, but when they break up, have they ass be lookin' silly, |
| ayy |