Channel: mishlawi music

Category: Music

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Description: Stream SOLITAIRE now: umg.lnk.to/Mishlawi_Solitaire Prod. by KyrieFX & Prodlem Mixed & Mastered by Pedro Samuel Nascimento Instagram: mishlawi Twitter: itsmishlawi Facebook: mishlawimusic LYRICS: [Prechorus] I ain’t looking for no friendship  ‘Cause nobody else worth your attention  Said don’t worry about what you be dressed in  You gon’ come through looking real expensive  [Chorus] I could put some Balmain on your jeans  I could put some Prada on your tees Say i’m playin’ baby how you mean  Who you foolin’ baby honestly  I could put some Balmain on your jeans  I could put that Fendi on your feed  You and I they can’t get in between  Who you foolin’ baby honestly  [Verse 1] Oh you tripping shawty who is that Girl your purse look empty what’s in there (oh, whats in there) ‘Cause he do not treat you proper  Ain’t got no money he got no options  Way you be looking I thank your father  Way you be looking I thank your mama aye Damn right, and she really wanna know what it feel like  And I woke up with a bag and it’s real life  Hit the store I never check the tag on a off white bands gotta count twice  Girl I need you around  Hold it down hold it down  If your down then i’m down, yeah [Prechorus] I ain’t looking for no friendship  ‘Cause nobody else worth your attention  Said don’t worry about what you be dressed in  You gon’ come through looking real expensive  [Chorus] I could put some Balmain on your jeans  I could put some Prada on your tees Say i’m playin’ baby how you mean  Who you foolin’ baby honestly  I could put some Balmain on your jeans  I could put that Fendi on your feed  You and I they can’t get in between  Who you foolin’ baby honestly  [Verse 2] They ain’t nothing like you don’t you ask me ‘bout my past yeah  Weekend out in London you could put it on my tab yeah  Stack up in my backpack they hate hear my laugh yeah  (Stack up in my backpack, hear me laugh)  Ain’t tryna get in between you and your friends  I know they jealous they don’t get what you get  And I’m just plotting on a check on a check  They pull up on us imma aim at they neck  Every time  Every time, yeah  [Prechorus] I ain’t looking for no friendship  ‘Cause nobody else worth your attention  Said don’t worry about what you be dressed in  You gon’ come through looking real expensive  [Chorus] I could put some Balmain on your jeans  I could put some Prada on your tees Say i’m playin’ baby how you mean  Who you foolin’ baby honestly  I could put some Balmain on your jeans  I could put that Fendi on your feed  You and I they can’t get in between  Who you foolin’ baby honestly