Songtext zu 'Pray For Me (feat. Farrah Fawx)' von Qveen Herby

[Qveen Herby]
Yeah, pray for me
Tell all of these boys, stay away from me
All they wanna do is play with me
Can't give 'em the shine when I can tell a rock from a diamond
Somebody pray for me
Can't keep all these fuckboys away from me
Tryna stack these coins, can't relate to me
I'm what they desire, hit 'em with the side-eye and silence

[Farrah Fawx]
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
This that fire, this that hickory smoke
This the shit that make you wanna hit the liquory store
This the left the other the nigga, he won't lick in it though
But he all in my DMs, and I ain't clickin' it, though
This that, oh, he got shit to prove, make him come in twos
Can't refuse, okay, bitch, you lose, they can't kiss my jewels
This that bougie, get the pool wet
This that every Tuesday, sippin' D'USSÉ, we like
Lately, I've been chillin', I've been chillin' real cold
Type of (Meow) have him givin' up the door code
Ridin' in my crib to ridin' in the Range Rove'
Used to overlookin', now they wanna lick your soul, just

[Qveen Herby]
Pray for me
Tell all of these boys,stay away from me
All they wanna do is play with me
Can't give 'em the shine when I can tell a rock from a diamond
Somebody pray for me
Can't keep all these fuckboys away from me
Tryna stack these coins, can't relate to me
I'm what they desire, hit 'em with the side-eye and silence

[Qveen Herby]
Yeah, uh
I came for the gold, they in second place
Turn these deuces loose, cut the fuse, they can't come my way
I'm the one they dream 'bout, they can keep on dreamin'
Pull off in the Lamb' 'fore I let 'em get they schemin'
Oh, that's right, they talkin' 'bout me, I been swishin', Nike
Pushin' beats like Iovine, wanna buy me nice things
So I say "Bitch, I might be," got me doin' Tai Chi
Switch the flow up nightly, make it seem like Spike Lee
Look, lately, I been workin', I been cuttin' my teeth
Muscle on these boys, but they game is so weak
Don't know what I owe ya, but the talk is so cheap
Don't know what they told you, but this (Meow) ain't free, uh

[Qveen Herby]
Pray for me
Tell all of these boys, stay away from me
All they wanna do is play with me
Can't give 'em the shine when I can tell a rock from a diamond
Somebody pray for me
Can't keep all these fuckboys away from me
Tryna stack these coins, can't relate to me
I'm what they desire, hit 'em with the side-eye and silence

[Qveen Herby]
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me