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    Ask around about her
    She don't get emotional
    Kill off all her feelings
    That's why she ain't approachable
    She know her pussy got a fan base
    A couple niggas with a suit case
    Suit and tie niggas who play role play
    When it comes to money she play no games

    She lick it up just like a candy
    She wanna make them leave their family
    She trying to live a life so fancy
    She wanna pull up in a Bentley
    She ain't got time for lovin'
    Louis Vuitton her husband
    She rather die in lusting
    She rather die in the club, till she

    Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper
    Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper
    Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper
    You know how she get down, pop her for a check now
    Six feet under, six
    Six feet under
    Six feet under, six
    Six feet under
    Six feet under
    She gon' kill me for that paper
    Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

    She don't depend on anybody
    Know just what to do with her own body
    Counting all that money like a hobby
    She don't give a fuck about nobody
    And she got her whole crew poppin'
    And she bend it over like she got no back bone
    Got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone
    She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it

    She lick it up just like a candy
    She wanna make them leave their family
    She trying to live a life so fancy
    She wanna pull up in a Bentley
    She ain't got time for lovin'
    Louis Vuitton her husband
    She rather die in lusting
    She rather die in the club, till she

    Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper
    Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper
    Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper
    You know how she get down, pop her for a check now
    Six feet under, six
    Six feet under
    Six feet under, six
    Six feet under
    Six feet under
    She gon' kill me for that paper
    Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around
    Gonna turn that ass around
    Oh murder, oh murder
    Gonna turn that ass around
    Oh murder, oh murder

    Real love's hard to find
    So she don't waste her time
    So she don't waste her time, ooh
    You ain't gon' catch her crying
    She ain't gon' lose her mind
    She ain't gon' lose her mind
    Till she

    Six feet under
    She gon' kill me for that paper (Till she)
    Six feet under
    She gon' kill me for that paper (Till she)
    Six feet under
    She gon' kill me for that paper
    Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

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