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LightSkinKeisha - On Read lyrics

Artist: LightSkinKeisha

album: On Read


If a nigga wanna fuck with me
He better be ready to spend that motherfuckin' bag
I need my motherfucking bills paid
I need my hair done, nigga I need like
Thirty inches of motherfuckin' Brazilian, nigga
If he ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (On read)
If he ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (On read)
If he ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (On read)
I need my bills paid nigga and I want head
Yeah light skin boss bitch, get him off bitch
Hit the store swiping everything for what it cost, bitch
All that drippin' I been doin' I could be a faucet
Got that fire, yeah, that pussy wet, I'm talking Voss, bitch
Credit card fraud, makin' sure the lid match
Leave the store with hella bags yeah we slid that
Give my girl a high five bitch we did that
Navigation pull me right up where that crib at
Time to fix my wig back, designer be mismatched
He ain't breakin' bread, he on read, don't get shit back
Fuckin' round, my nails done, we doing Chanel runs
Nigga cut me in, I need to know 'bout when them bills come
Pretty face gon' fool 'em, nigga we hit licks
Pussy off the chain, I got that sweet finesse
Competition dead, I lay my beefs to rest
Left them on read and now he's depressed
He ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon' do it nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
He ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon' do it nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
Look, I asked the big boss nigga where the bread at (Where the bread at?)
Got to top me off, nigga where the head at?
Need that Amex card with no limit (Ch-ching!)
Come here don't be scared to let a real bitch spin it
Stiff bitch, like it when my money don't bend
Took a whole knot just to spend it with my best friend
Nigga bet not tell me what he won't do
You bought the last bitch one, I'ma need two
'Cause bag talk is the wave nigga, I ain't playin'
If I'm archin' I'm chargin', the fuck you sayin'?
Told you that my love language is monetary
Put some money on my books, nigga call it commissary
Before a nigga sample my abilities, he gon' have to pay all these utilities
I want my hair done, nails done, rent paid too
Do I look like a tennis shoe bitch to you?
Nigga period
He ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon' do it nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
He ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon' do it nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head
If he ain't breakin' bread leave him on read, period (The fuck?)
Plus I want head bitch I ain't scared, period (I do)
Diamonds on me shinin' like a lighthouse, period (Shine)
Broke niggas tryna holla, ears ain't hearing it (I can't hear you!)
Automatic start, let it park, I ain't steering it (Skrrt!)
Boss bitch, make yo' girlfriend, try and mirror it
Bank account, comma zero, zero, zero, zero it (Zero it)
Put that on God, make him nod like heroin
If he ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon' do it nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
He ain't breakin' bread leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon' do it nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head
Y'all niggas always tryna get a bitch number
Like no nigga you can't have my number nigga
I don't wanna talk to you, broke ass nigga, the fuck!
You know what it takes to talk to a bitch like me?
Nigga first of all is you gon' get my nails done? Period
'Cause you know I like them long shits with all of them fucking rhinestones and shit
Like nigga stop motherfuckin' playing
And nigga, I like five star dinners too
I don't want some motherfucking pasta, shrimp, steak, all that shit, nigga
Do it look like-
Don't take me to motherfuckin' Popeyes nigga
Do I look like I want a two piece and a biscuit bitch?
Like no nigga I wanna eat the fuck up, like nigga I'm tryna get full, nigga, like period
And I need my bills paid, and I need my hair done
You know I like frontals, period, I need my edges motherfucking laid, like
What's wrong with y'all broke ass niggas?
Don't even try to approach me, you're going to get left on read, on purpose
I'ma, I'ma make sure that you can see that I left yo' ass on read, the fuck?

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