Weak Lyrics - Cassie

So what you talking about, what you talking about 

All that bullshit, you ... 

I'm catching bodies in my sleep, killing niggas call the police 

Hundred bottles all on me 

That shit so, that shit so weak 

Walk up in the club, they're like "oh, goddamn it!" 

Got a whole lot of Jane and a whole lot of rings on 

Just made another two milli' off a deal 

So I'm 'bout to go crazy, get my fuckin' champagne on 

Thirty-five bottles when I walk up in the Greystone 

Certified platinum anything I put my name on 

Pockets fat, so they showed me love, call it faizon 

Grammy-nominated from a song about a pay phone 

Stuntin', stuntin' — I'm rollin' up like it's nothin' 

If I want it, I'm gon' pay for it 

I get it if I want it 

My car foreign, I drop back 

The roof let the sun in 

Game's what a nigga runnin' 

Get a check then I'm dumbin' 

Ooh, fly nigga, smoke papers only 

I'm a made nigga, I be with made men 

Fuck niggas I stay away from, dog 

They never play me, I never save them 

Smoke 'til I pass out, my eyes be all lazy 

Keep bringing more bottles, they say you so crazy 

I'm like "ten more" 

The waitress looked at me like "10-4" 

If you ain't spendin' no ends up 

Fuck you niggas up in here for? 

I'm drunk, can't drive my Benz 

High, can't find my friends 

Damn near out my mind 

Goin' out again, heard how much I made 

Watch how much I spend... 

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So what you talkin' 'bout, what you talkin' 'bout? 

All that bullshit you... 

I'm catching bodies in my sleep 

Killin' niggas, call the police 

A hundred bottles, all on me 

That shit's so, that shit's so weak 

Talk shit about me, then speak 

That shit's so, that shit's so weak 

We done spent your mortgage on weed 

I'm catching bodies in my sleep 

Killin' niggas, call the police 

You swear you ballin' out in these streets 

That shit's so, that shit's so weak 

Photos 

They should take the dollar bill and put a fly nigga on it 

Yacht, brought Ciroc, but my nigga on it 

I'm the shit, in the crib, hella bad 

With a motherfuckin' helipad, two fly niggas on it 

Poppin' tags, pockets fat as the bitch Cadisha 

In my custom Cutty so smokin' I call it Wiz Khalifa 

Get your dough and throw that cheese up, man 

That's how we makin' pizza 

I could probably make a teacher go "what?!" 

Rather take a piece of history than a piece of your love 

Let me tell you 'bout love, bitch, I love to ball, bitch 

I love to ball, bitch, I love to fall, bitch 

Cause you get the trap, bitch, I love 'em all 

Bet you love your bitch, bet you love 'em all 

Bet you rub 'em all on the back like that 

She was just up in my section 

Checkin' for niggas who really gettin' checks 

And who really got whips in the parking lot 

Like they look like the Jetsons 

I'm fresher than freshman in a Letterman 

Them niggas buyin' the bottles? 

I mean, who the fuck let 'em in? 

We on the couch like Family Guy 

I got a brand new Lambi with Brandy's eyes 

Got brand design, I got that too legit to quit 

I got that hammer time, I got that grammar mind 

That mean my bitch is ballin' too, nigga 

You know what my bitches is callin' you niggas? 

They callin' you bitches, callin' you niggas 

Out, no top on the Coupe, call it wiggin' 

Ow, can you dig it? 

Jump back and kiss myself 

Man, every second I miss myself 

When I think about the illest niggas they say ever did it 

I get inconsiderate like it is just myself 

Man, I twist myself a little doobie and do me 

So do me no favours, I do it like I'm doing a movie