About Mine (Explicit) - Kid Ink/Trey Songz

She doing it wrong

Egh

Trigga trigga

It's kid ink

Mustard on the beat ho

In the club and this ni**a looking at me kinda strange

I got the woman he love sippin' my champagne

But she ain't doing nothing wrong

She just f**kin' with a young rich ni**a

Tell that boy stop acting like a b**ch ni**a

You should get some money why you bullshittin'

You should get some money why you bullshittin'

My ni**a you should get some money why you bullshittin'

I'm about mine is you 'bout yours

Girl i'm about mine is you 'bout yours

You could bet that check my stats

From way way back ni**a we've been doing this

Same old clubs and the same b**ches you just met

Ni**a i ain't got time

If the bezel ain't diamonds presi obama

Pool in the bahamas black ferragamo

Need me some condoms we f**kin' up commas honest

Right now this rap sh*t is crackin' for me

If it didn't work out we'd be back to the streets

See life is a b**ch crazier than kelis

But i'm picturing money my ni**a say cheese

Feel fresh like axe on me nah y'ain't gotta put up no act for me

Your girlfriend already said you act so cheap

You should get some money why you bullshittin'

You should get some money why you bullshittin'

My ni**a you should get some money why you bullshittin'

I'm about mine is you 'bout yours

Girl i'm about mine is you 'bout yours

About yours 'bout yours

I'm about mine is you 'bout yours

Girl i'm about mine is you 'bout yours

About yours 'bout yours

I'm about mine tell me is you 'bout yours

Yeah she say i'm a dog but she down on all fours

Yeah she down on the floor cause there's money all over

Then back on the pole with it

Now i got time cause now i got change

Sh*t the cup got drank and we 'bout to get high girl

What did you think

I say god to your dress but no you ain't no saint

Sh*t

You know you coming to the crib girl ain't cha

You drinking all this liquor girl ain't cha

I'm feeling on your booty girl ain't i

Show you how to have a real good time

So bust it for me elbows on your knees

We don't care who's looking mustard on the beat

Ball hard and yo' b**ch tryna reach

No it ain't my fault that she's running through the streets

Dumb blonde got you looking like a fool ni**a

Said

You should get some money why you bullshittin'

You should get some money why you bullshittin'

My ni**a you should get some money why you bullshittin'

I'm about mine is you 'bout yours

Girl i'm about mine is you 'bout yours

About yours 'bout yours

I got all bad b**ches at my table

Where them gon' do it

All this money that i can't hold

Throw some taunt it

Only bad b**ches at my table

That that that's all i got

Which one of y'all i'ma take home

I'm about mine is you 'bout yours

Girl i'm about mine is you 'bout yours

You should get some money why you bullshittin'