Nice For What

Lyrics

I wanna know who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight
 
 Hold on, hold on
 I keep lettin' you back in (You back in)
 How can I, explain myself?
 Care for me, care for me, you said you'd care for me
 There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me
 (Lil Weezyana shit)
 Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me
 (Murda on the beat)
 Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
 Care for me, care for me, I know you care for me
 (A song for y'all to cut up to, you know?)
 There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me (Yeah)
 Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me
 Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
 Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on
 I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song
 Had a man last year, life goes on
 Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long
 You've been inside, know you like to lay low
 I've been peepin' what you bringin' to the table
 Workin' hard, girl, everything paid for
 First-last, phone bill, car note, cable
 With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
 With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
 And you showin' off, but it's alright
 And you showin' off, but it's alright (Alright!)
 It's a short life, yeah
 Care for me, care for me, you said you'd care for me
 There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me
 Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me
 Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
 That's a real one in your reflection
 Without a follow, without a mention
 You really pipin' up on these niggas
 You gotta be nice for what to these niggas?
 I understand, you got a hunnid bands
 You got a baby Benz, you got some bad friends
 High school pics, you was even bad then
 You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense
 You already had them
 Work at 8 a.m., finish 'round five
 Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside
 Yeah, they don't really be the same offline
 You know dark days, you know hard times
 Doin' overtime for the last month
 Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up
 Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
 Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin' angles
 With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
 And you showin' off, but it's alright
 And you showin' off, but it's alright (Alright!)
 It's a short life
 Uh-huh! (Oh yeah!)
 These hoes! (They mad!)
 Your boy! (I had!)
 I made! (Watch the breakdown)
 Care for me, care for me, you said you'd care for me
 There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me
 Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me
 Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
 Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
 Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
 Gotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta
 Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta, gotta make that jump, jump (Let's go)
 Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
 Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
 Bend it over, over, over, over, over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
 Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
 Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
 That's a real one in your reflection
 Without a follow, without a mention
 You really pipin' up on these niggas
 You gotta be nice for what to these niggas?
 I understand
 Care for me, care for me, you said you'd care for me
 There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me
 Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
 Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd cry for me
 Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
 It's a short life, yeah
 Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me
 Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:30
Key
8
Tempo
93 BPM

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