Fighting For Mine (Paused)

I'm just fighting for mine I hate wastin' my time
Why this bitch on my line? I can see through the lies
Man, this shit so insane to me In the house, in the hills, with the marble floors
I just need her bang for me grab the chopper, what you waitin' for

Man, her body so fine to me Take a hundred, then I'll flip it more
Man, them niggas so lame to me I'm winnin' the game, better look at the score
I'm just fighting for mine I ain't hate my time
Why this bitch on my line I can see through the lies

Man, this shit so insane to me In the house, in the hills, with the marble floors
She said, what are you doin' it for? House, in the hills, with the marble floor
I said, what's up, shawty? I was gettin' looks at your body
I ain't mean nothin' bout it Said I should've fucking meant something bout it

Told her, come outside to the back, baby, in my Maserati
Let's go and get a drink or something bout it
Cause I'm not the type for the issues no, I'm not the type for the drama
You say that you with me, you all in or not? Cause if not, then you can't get the fuck out the spot

Got money in a Buttload I'm talkin' cheese on my nachos
Got bricks, got a lot of those Play with two-five, knock the meat out your taco
Yeah, I want that beef, it's a lot more Yeah, I got my own ho, but I want yours
Two-five with a seven, nigga, I'm chose And my bitch right beside me, do what she suppose

When she act right, I give her money for some clothes
When the block hot, throw the chain on cold When a nigga talk hot, make his body fold
I'm just fightin' for mine I hate wastin' my time
Why this bitch on my line I can see through the lies

Man, this shit so insane to me In the house, in the hills with the marble floors
I just need her to bang for me grab the chopper, what you waitin' for
Man, her body so fine to me Take a hundred, then I'll flip it more
Man, them niggas so lame to me I'm winnin' the game, better luck at the score

Better luck at the score
Better luck at the score