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Paroles de la chanson Fancy par Jay Montana
Yeah, yeah
She want her hair done, nails done, everything did
She just came back from Miami and now everything big
She let them niggas gas her up, now she think everything mid
I repented for my sins and that Benz, on the kid
You can call shit but I tell, you still down to take your pic
Bro, I'll smack 'em, I know everything he got more hats to live
I do not fuck with these rappers, niggas cappers, they must dig
No, I'm not stupid, ain't no music, they still find some way to dance Yeah, this shit all part of the plan, you wouldn't understand
She want her hair done, nails done, everything did
She just came back from Miami and now everything big
She let them niggas gas her up, now she think everything mid
I repented for my sins and that Benz, on the kid
You can call shit but I tell, you still down to take your pic
Bro, I'll smack 'em, I know everything he got more hats to live
I do not fuck with these rappers, niggas cappers, they must dig
No, I'm not stupid, ain't no music, they still find some way to dance Yeah, this shit all part of the plan, you wouldn't understand
Yeah, all these Percocets and bands they made me a man
Know what I'm sayin' bitch I'm with a bad bitch, she on the beach, so I'ma give her this tan (Yeah)
I'm up with Linday, I don't want no Lanvin and I don't really have it, I do it again (Yeah)
Hopped out the car, I left it runnin', I got money, fuck that Benz (Fuck that Benz)
Yeah, baby, you look good but, shit, I really want your friend (I want your friend)
I say we good, you like my wood, then all our memories in the wind (All our memories in the wind)
They know I'm talented and arrogant, keep hundreds in my pants (Yeah)
Can you quit playin'? Say, "Where we stayin'?" Shit get old and tirin' (Tirin')
Lil' bro a boss, he gon' get off, you throw the cross, he firin' (Firin')
Know what I'm sayin' bitch I'm with a bad bitch, she on the beach, so I'ma give her this tan (Yeah)
I'm up with Linday, I don't want no Lanvin and I don't really have it, I do it again (Yeah)
Hopped out the car, I left it runnin', I got money, fuck that Benz (Fuck that Benz)
Yeah, baby, you look good but, shit, I really want your friend (I want your friend)
I say we good, you like my wood, then all our memories in the wind (All our memories in the wind)
They know I'm talented and arrogant, keep hundreds in my pants (Yeah)
Can you quit playin'? Say, "Where we stayin'?" Shit get old and tirin' (Tirin')
Lil' bro a boss, he gon' get off, you throw the cross, he firin' (Firin')
You ain't a lesson, you a loss, I broke you off, you lied again (Lied again)
I tell my girl, "If we don't work, then my love lost, won't try again"
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? (Yeah)
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Oh) Oh, you fancy, huh? (Oh-oh)
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Got her nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh) Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh)
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh) Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh)
Yeah, nails done, hair done, everything did
Got her nails done, hair done, everything did (Yeah)
I tell my girl, "If we don't work, then my love lost, won't try again"
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? (Yeah)
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Oh) Oh, you fancy, huh? (Oh-oh)
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Got her nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh) Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh)
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh) Oh, you fancy, huh? (Huh)
Yeah, nails done, hair done, everything did
Got her nails done, hair done, everything did (Yeah)
Yeah
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