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Est Gee - Price Tag Lyrics

[Intro]
Make that ass go ba-rup-a-pum-pum
Make that ass go ba-rup-a-pum-pum
Make that ass— make that ass—
Make that ass go ba-rup-a-pum-pum (FOREVEROLLING)

[Chorus]
Yeah, twenty-five hundred all in fives, tens, and twenties
Every other hundred, she forget when I was ugly
I still call her natural if she got it from her stomach
Actin' brand new like she ain't used to let us run her
Good box come with a price tag on it
Fire top come with a price tag on it
Tell me what's the cost, I can spare a couple hundred
That money ain't nothin', I'ma buy it if I want it

[Verse 1]
She my nurse bae, we at her place
She said your sex was so weak, it made her turn gay
She ain't the type let you fuck her on the first date
She been fiendin' for Gee in the worst way
I told her go, baby, it's your birthday
Fuckin' with me, I can upgrade your purse game
I told her (Make that ass), move like an earthquake
I done spent two hundred every day for a month straight
[Chorus]
Yeah, twenty-five hundred all in fives, tens, and twenties
Every other hundred, she forget when I was ugly
I still call her natural if she got it from her stomach
Actin' brand new like she ain't used to let us run her
Good box come with a price tag on it
Fire top come with a price tag on it
Tell me what's the cost, I can spare a couple hundred
That money ain't nothin', I'ma buy it if I want it

[Post-Chorus]
What it cost?
What it cost?
What it cost?
What it cost?

[Verse 2]
It can't be that much
Way she cleaned it all up, I ain't see no nut
She ain't never wan' let you fuck like she bleed all month
And I like her, might give her tongue, but I don't eat no butt
She want a street nigga, a whole brick flipper
A rich shooter, money getter, and a yeek gripper
I give it to her, she throw it back like a flea flicker
She let me hit it in the car, left my seat squishy
[Chorus]
Yeah, twenty-five hundred all in fives, tens, and twenties
Every other hundred, she forget when I was ugly
I still call her natural if she got it from her stomach
Actin' brand new like she ain't used to let us run her
Good box come with a price tag on it
Fire top come with a price tag on it
Tell me what's the cost, I can spare a couple hundred
That money ain't nothin', I'ma buy it if I want it

[Post-Chorus]
What it cost? What it cost?

[Outro]
Make that ass—
Make that ass—