Keri Hilson "Buyou" lyrics

Buyou

One for the papertwo for the money

You see this is what I like to call buyou musiccause you better buy you a caryou better buy you a phoneand you better buy you some where to stayor I'mma walk right by you

I don't know whats going on babywhat the hell is going wrong babyused to take me to dinnerused to take me shopping now you asking me for my paperit's my money, it's my paper, boy my moneybet you never get another dime from meno, you can't use the phone babythink you need to get your own

Was looking for a man to hold me downbut how'd I end up with you?yeah, baby, youand as hard as I try sometimes it gets hard paying all these billsthe note on the carso I don't need no broke broke boy tryna hollaso baby shut it up til you show me some dollars

[Hook]One for the papertwo for the moneybrand new bags, new shoes yeah I want itall my girls, fly girls getting moneyall my girls, fly girls getting money

One for the papertwo for the moneynails did, hair didgap yeah I want it

One for the papertwo for the moneyall my girls, fly girls getting money

You want a ride or die chick babybut you ain't got a whip babyit ain't gon happenif you ain't got shit you need a walk or die chick babyyeah yeah that's funnydon't look my way if you ain't got that moneyand I ain't making nothing to eat babyI think it's time you treat baby

Was looking for a man to hold me downbut how'd I end up with you?yeah, baby, youand as hard as I try sometimes it gets hard paying all these billsthe note on the carso I don't need no broke broke boy tryna hollaso baby shut it up til you show me some dollars

[Hook]

[J. Cole]I see ya, it's hard not to see yaface like Aaliyah plus a college degree-ahclimbing up the ladder at that full time jobhow the hell you end up with a full time slobI mean you been a ride a die for himpaid for the dinner and the movie and the popcornhow you figure it's gon last, he just sit up on his assand play that damn x-box that you cop for himbuyou, buyou, how much to try youain't saying you for sale but baby lets be for realbuyou, buyou, shit that I can buy youthese niggas all the same, either Ken or Ryustringing you along allow me to untie youvitamin D supply youlet them little boys walk by youthey fronting cause they brokebut the numbers don't lieif they swear they so fly tell me why they never fly you

[Hook]

Get ya own (getting money)get ya own (getting money)get ya own (getting money)I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla

Get ya own (getting money)get ya own (getting money)get ya own (getting money)I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla, holla, holla...

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