Wedding Band - Skywalker Og

If I act petty as you, does that make me the bad guy?

All the shit I came to get is stuff I never had, why

'Til I got my grind on

I minded my own, now I got my own

Everything

I’m married to the money with a wedding ring

I’m married to the money with a wedding ring, ring

All gold on my body like a wedding band, oh

Weight of the world on my shoulders, that’s a heavy hand, yeah yeah

I’m feeling like Tyreese, won’t you be my sweet lady

Don’t you worry 'bout these hoes, I see duem like saline

Let’s hit the mall, I’ll buy you some Saleen

We can get hills to the closet, it’s full

Why would you push me away, I get pool

Made too much bank it to deal with the bull

And did they tell you at the door I’m famous?

Drop the top on the converse, I’ll ball, it’s brainless

You’s a wild girl, drop it down girl, shameless

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

We can keep it anonymous, nameless

If I act petty as you, does that make me the bad guy?

All the shit I came to get is stuff I never had, why

'Til I got my grind on

I minded my own, now I got my own

Everything

I’m married to the money with a wedding ring

I’m married to the money with a wedding ring, ring

All gold on my body like a wedding band, oh

Weight of the world on my shoulders, that’s a heavy hand, yeah yeah

If you suck dick like you take pics, we should get along fine

I’m a smoker, no commercial, girl, we doing strong pine

Out in Hollywood where everybody body good

Or the Metro Bloomin', we valet and AOD, VIP

Strippers everywhere, I’m tuned out

Got twenty thousand in twenties all in the air

I’m married to the money, money

It was love at first sight

I’m married to the money, money

Then I hit the first night

If I act petty as you, does that make me the bad guy?

All the shit I came to get is stuff I never had, why

'Til I got my grind on

I minded my own, now I got my own

Everything

I’m married to the money with a wedding ring

I’m married to the money with a wedding ring, ring

All gold on my body like a wedding band, oh

Weight of the world on my shoulders, that’s a heavy hand, yeah yeah

And did they tell you at the door I’m famous?

Drop the top on the converse, I’ll ball, it’s brainless

You’s a wild girl, drop it down girl, shameless

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

We can keep it anonymous, nameless