Letra da música Bills, Bills, Bills (Trackmaster's Remix) (em inglês)
[Jazz]В I stay away from cats that rapВ That ain't got trapsВ And producers that make tracksВ That ain't got no plaquesВ I'm J to the A-Z-Z, chrome Z3В You ain't balling, you ain't rolling with meВ Jazz said itВ These cats ain't cheap, they brokeВ Take me to a flickВ Can't even buy me a CokeВ All them quick say you ain't gettin' nada from usВ Cause in their pockets they ain't got nada but dustВ Come on, come onВ
[Beyonce]В Why you sitting here under meВ Giving me griefВ Saying you love meВ You know you're lying through your teethВ Living it upВ The good life for freeВ I don't know what you want from meВ Don't you know I need somebody who can do me rightВ And keep his pockets tightВ I don't know why I keep taking this mess from youВ
1 - [Destiny's Child]В I need a ballerВ Someone not like youВ Who do me rightВ You're triflin', good for nothing, type of brotherВ Keep a sister working day and nightВ
[Kelly]В I don't think you doВ So you and me are through, oh oohВ
2 - [Destiny's Child]В I'm looking for a man who will pay my billsВ Pay my car note, give me what I wantВ Keep a sister real tightВ And ladies if you hear me say rightВ (Right, right)В Cause I don't really wanna have to front the billsВ Buy your clothes, give you everything you wantВ Cause I can't go for that, can't go for that, no, noВ I can't go for thatВ
[Beyonce]В So you rolling around in my drop sixВ Frontin', telling your boys how you copped itВ Leeching off of me all the timeВ Why won't you just get a lifeВ You really don't get itВ I spend my money on myselfВ I gotta move on and find somebody elseВ
Repeat 1В
[Kelly]В I don't (I don't)В Think you (Think you)В You doВ So you and me are throughВ
Repeat 2 (2x)В
[Sporty Thievz]В Hey yo this one babeВ After we done laidВ Started telling me about bills that's unpaidВ And you know me, I'm that nada catВ Type to loan you a buck, get my dollar backВ You holla at, meВ Like you want me to trick, trickВ I trick you into letting me hitВ Said she ain't a pigeon and she hate nadaВ Uh-oh, put you off with the fake Prada, uh-ohВ
I'm getting dough but it ain't splendidВ Offended, cause they tax for it when I make itВ Running game when I spend itВ Then chicks hit me with that "Kirk, let me get that"В Then I hit backВ "Alright! Well first let me hit that"В
Yo when I flow for herВ Blow for her, get dough for herВ Cop an O for you, and trip and what you can't go for itВ Let's get it down to the nitty-grittyВ Yo pretty-bittyВ Give me two years and I might consider you for fifty-fiftyВ Shot callerВ
Repeat 2 till end
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