Lyrics Marie Curie - Pi'erre Bourne

Marie Curie

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
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
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
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'
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
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
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
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