Say Please

Album cover art for "Say Please" by Nettspend

Nettspend

Say Please

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[Intro] Ain't my fault, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy ( Swag, swag ) Swag [Chorus] It's hella money in the couch Won't give you up, I love you now Fuck, it made me love all things about youUh, if we made love, would it change your outlook on me?I like when you try on new outfits in front of me I read from back to front, 'cause what they want from me? I'm finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep And I can't talk to your bitch, it smells like artichoke when she speak [Post-Chorus] Uh, I don't gotta say pleaseIt's hella money, I don't gotta say pleaseWon't give you up, I love you now, say pleaseFuck, it made me love all things about you (I don't gotta say please) Uh, if we made love, would it change your outlook on me? I like when you try on new outfits in front of me Mm, I read from back to front, 'cause what they want from me? I'm finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep [Verse] It's hella money in the couchIt made me trust everything about you (Man, fuck) I don't gotta say please I don't care, that bitch a dub, money counter (I don't gotta say please) I'm doin' pills and I ain't countin', I ain't countin''Cause I ain't sell 'em, I just been turnt, I just been turnt She just wanna love everything about me, 'thing about me She say lil' Nett came with a couple hundred thousand She say, "My buddy keep a couple hundred rounds", huh I could care less about the press, we get them out, huh I'm with G-Money, smokin' on a fuckin' ounce, huh Ain't smokin' crack, you know I, I ain't about it I keep like hundreds on me, bitch, I keep that pocket full From the Rich', I, from the Rich', I shoot From the Rich', they shootin' out the window with that Uzi I can't care no more, hundreds, just spend more I don't know if I ranked up, eight hundred on me ( Swag, swag, swag ) [Chorus] It's hella money in the couch Won't give you up, I love you now Fuck, it made me love all things about you Uh, if we made love, would it change your outlook on me? I like when you try on new outfits in front of me I read from back to front, 'cause what they want from me? I'm finna remodel the whole crib, became an architect in my sleep And I can't talk to your bitch, it smells like artichoke when she speak [Outro] ( Swag, swag )

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Credits

Writers
  • Nettspend
  • methboiswag
Producers
  • methboiswag
Publisher
  • NOVArtists
  • Grade A Productions
Recording Engineer
  • kasper gem
Mixing Engineer
  • kasper gem