Handful
by Chaz French, Rich The Kid
Lyrics : Chaz D'Angelo Fench/Dimitri Roger/Milan Modi/Felipe Espana Music : Chaz D'Angelo Fench/Dimitri Roger/Milan Modi/Felipe Espana Young Lan on the track It's a handful of hoes that I know don't trust me (don't trust me) But I bet they still gone move on my say so (my say so) With a trip like this how could you tell me no(tell me no)? Be a whole lot of shit to a fan if you let go No love in this game No matter what I put you through, you stuck to the wave She answer whenever I need it, yeah, she on the way No matter how better you treat her, it's never gone change I could never leave her, I promise it's all the same Game will tell you, feel on me, this shit authentic When it come to you, ain't the same, will tell you Pull up on baby when everything crazy I promise the patience to critical If she leave me, it's a miracle Laugh to the bank, it's hysterical When it come to me, no one identical Wipe that look off your face when I talk to you You should by now this shit a ritual I ain't watchin', but I'll still look out for you All this time and cash and clout to lose Now you can't stand the mentions This a different type of life I'm living This a different type of vibe It could happen right before your eyes It's a handful of hoes that I know don't trust me (don't trust me) But I bet they still gone move on my say so (my say so) With a trip like this how could you tell me no(tell me no)? Be a whole lot of shit to a fan if you let go No love in this game No matter what I put you through, you stuck to the wave She answer whenever I need it, yeah, she on the way No matter how better you treat her, it's never gone change I could never leave her, I promise it's all the same I hope you know, my hearts been frozen Sad thing about it, you were chosen Luckily for me, you kept composure When it's over Is it really over? Bought her a Birken, she happy now Might buy her a Rollie, I buss her down Might switch from the Lamb' to the 'Rari She a bad *****, *****, like Barbie Let her eat it out, she starve Never had a problem, go solve it She know I'm rich, rich She throw a big fit I been on that rich shit Might give her my Bently Know the panties going down when I'm pulling up She a pretty little ***** with a tummy tuck Hop on the ****, gone act up She a freak when the ***** gone back it up It's a handful of hoes that I know don't trust me (don't trust me) But I bet they still gone move on my say so (my say so) With a trip like this how could you tell me no(tell me no)? Be a whole lot of shit to a fan if you let go No love in this game No matter what I put you through, you stuck to the wave She answer whenever I need it, yeah, she on the way No matter how better you treat her, it's never gone change I could never leave her, I promise it's all the same
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