Lyrics On Me - Miss Mulatto

(Ooh) Yeah
(Ooh) Latto let em' know
(Ooh)
I got bands
I got bands
I got cash
I got racks
I got haters
I got papper
Yeah I got it like that
I got 99 reasons why you broke, it's a fact
It's a check, if I'm in the building they know that I keep it on me
All I done did
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All I (on me)
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Ooh, I got a whole lot o chicks mad
Whole lot of cash, my pants sag
Got me leaning like a kick stand
Go in head and use a big fan
Big soldier ain't bout' it
Window shopping, can't buy it
Lot of bread don't do diets
Got two chains start riots
Flow nasty like a coupe, they like the way I ride the beat
Know I'm flowing like a creek
Bird broad it's a beak
Shawty scary, it's a sneak
Big ole facts, it's a preach
Groupeed up Miss Aleach got a bankroll, i'ts a streak
I'm popping, I'm bout it I make a deposit then handle my business
Only way I'm in the building, is if I got paid to be in it
93 reasons why you broke facts, gas pump
They mad that I'm winning, feel like Donald Trump
I got bands
I got bands
I got cash
I got racks
I got haters
I got papper
Yeah I got it like that
I got 99 reasons why you broke, it's a fact
It's a check, if I'm in the building they know that I keep it
On me
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)
Running circles round them like a ceiling fan
Lil' girl but you know I been in that
Better watch out, yeah I steal your man
It ain't a challenge
Half of these females they ain't got no talent
Half of these rappers they really be acting
Boy you tripping I think you loosing your balance
I'm from the A run up on you like what's happening
What's good Miley? All on your TV like Hannah Montana
I can't respect it you turn up for cameras
I be with a cake at like a candle
I stump you out in a sandle
All my exes say I'm too much too handle
Dissing me then your career is a gamble
Like I done did the cash, camble
Whole lot of flavor
Whole lot of paper
Whole lot of haters
None like me lil' bit real
Whole lot of fakers
Made ten bands and I flipped it just a skater
They should stop calling me lil' Debby
I got cake like a baker
I got bands
I got bands
I got cash
I got racks
I got haters
I got papper
Yeah I got it like that
I got 99 reasons why you broke, it's a fact
It's a check, if I'm in the building they know that I keep it
On me
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I
On me
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)
All I done did
All I done did
All I done did
All I (on me)