Marie Curie

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

Get ready!

Ooh, ooh, yeah

Ha, she gon' be mine

Congratulations

She want me, I'm so fly (so fly, woah)

Get your bitch with me, now she high (now she high), hey

Hit that bitch, yeah, from the side (from the side), ayy

Hit that lil' bitch from the side (from the side), ayy

Now she wanna be mine (be mine), ayy

Now your bitch wanna be valentine (valentine), ayy

I can't fall in love, I'm a slime (I'm a slime), ayy

I'ma take your heart every time (every time)

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Ain't no fuckin' with P no more

I ain't fuckin' on you no more

I ain't in love with you no more

Yeah, see, I ain't got time for them games no more

Fuck with me, you'll get rich more

Bitch, I'm Kanye, is that Ralph Lauren?

Yeah, just a Blac Youngsta fuckin' on these lil' whores

I got all my money, I just count it on the floor

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Money real, fuck how you feel

I could pay your bills, yeah, but, girl, you ain't my bitch, ayy

She can't keep her lips sealed, she run her mouth again, ayy

She want me to fly her out but I don't do that shit, ayy

I can't get attached 'cause she ain't get me rich, ayy

Cut these hoes off every day with my scissors, yeah

Met this ho the other day then I hit her, ayy

Bitch with bands, see what she say? She straight trippin', yeah, yeah

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Hol' up

Man, I'm livin' like a motherfucker, hol' up

Hit that bitch, ran out of rubbers, hol' up

Yeah, she sayin' that she tryna love me, hol' up

Hey!

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey

Don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie

Yeah, my bands on me don't lie, hey