Lyrics: Lucas Rio Jesser
Music: Lucas Rio Jesser
Spend the day with me
You can stay with me
Baby, you can come around
Don't gotta pray for me
I got racks, they comin'they big, so I can't **** with you
I can't play with that shit, take you to Jimmy Choo
Spend the day with me
You can stay with me
Baby, you can come around
Don't gotta pray for me
I got racks, they comin'they big, so I can't **** with you
I can't play with that shit, take you to Jimmy Choo
Spend the Day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
We spend big money, that boy cannot **** with us
I'm in Maserati, that boy in a stupid bus
I been gettin' bread for like Vegas, rolled flush
You can see my stick, but you can't ****in' touch
Wock' up in my cup, I mixed it with that champagne
I've been livin' luxury, hop into that
But you can't **** with him, 'cause that boy broke
they be lovin', they be people, they be jokes
Spend the day with me
You can stay with me
Baby, you can come around
Don't gotta pray for me
I got racks, they comin'they big, so I can't **** with you
I can't play with that shit, take you to Jimmy Choo
Spend the Day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
Day-day-day-day-day-day-day with me
I can't play with that shit, take you to Jimmy Choo
we at Benihana eatin' up that food
We gon' run up in that crib, then want that loot
We got gunners, count my racks, but I'ma do
I flip that pack, I flip that shit like prime time
got some racks up in my side, bro
Ain't no money, so we can't really like time out
He advance, I'm rockin' all my Rick, I'm ****in' right though
Spend the day with me
You can stay with me
Baby, you can come around
Don't gotta pray for me
I got racks, they comin'they big, so I can't **** with you
I can't play with that shit, take you to Jimmy Choo