April P - L.A. L.A.

AP
You know It's me
Mm yea
What's the point of gettin' in if I ain't gotta duck
What's the point of flexin' if you ain't finna spend it
Why you bring a condom, boy we ain't finna fuck tuh
Specially wit a dude that be frontin' like he getting it
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do,
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first, you number two
Put me on a jet, money tall gimme leggy room
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first, you number two
Put me on a jet, money tall gimme leggy room
Cali Cali Cali Cali, that's where I'm from
Don't want that dude low IQ he is dumb
Stay flashin' money but really a bum
That cash ain't yours it belong to yo mom
Put it put it put it put it back in her purse
Can't talk to you cause my friend hit you first
I don't say deadass no more, I say hearse
Dating in LA is really the worst
Can't remember if his favorite color blue or red, think
I think it probably red but the pussy pink, hmm
Probiotic daily so it never stink
I give a lame a faux fur, he ain't gettin' a mink
Probably put it on em, make em wanna marry me
I'm only fuckin' broke niggas temporarily
Homie once the check clear, you ain't gon see me for a year
Throw the duff up in the back, I'm talkin' bag not the beer
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first, you number two
Put me on a jet, money tall gimme leggy room
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first you number two
Put me on a jet, money tall gimme leggy room
I could start a book a club with all these goofies that I read, huh
My drop a beanie line stay on these chicken heads, huh
I told my old flame that I missed him I was lyin'
If he say he seen me wit a new nigga I'm denying
Baby focus, them other bitches bogus
Smokin' presidential OG, I'm tryna be yo flotus, uh
I'm the real bubble bitch so ain't not touchin' me
I stay off the radar, record clean so ain't not cuffing me, aye
I got some east coast in me and the yay
My daddy from New Jersey and my momma from the Bay
My parents lucked up and had the baby in LA
They like Oh, that's where you stay
With some emphasis, to this day
Never let a dude who ain't got shit to lose disrespect me
Ain't never cashed a check so why you think that you could check me
I went up to my jeweler I ain't greet em said Patek me
Ion look em in the eyes when he givin' me the necky
He respect me
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first you number two
Put me on a jet, money tall gimme leggy room
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first you number two
Put me on a jet, money tall gimme leggy room
True
Nope
Dos
Extra
True
Nope
Dos
But a bitch gon do what I gotta do
Ain't a nigga yet that I'm pledgin' my allegiance to
If he got a check imma put him first you number two
Money tall gimme leggy room

Written by:
April Pearce

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