Letra de Margiela - USHER

Margiela

My thief in the night, so sweet the way you lie

Ah, those dollar signs in your eyes

Stop actin' so shy

Come and get your money

Come get it, come get it, come get it

What your friends tell ya about me?

You want me to NFL ya

You want that NBA check

Pop somethin' at Coachella

Margiela

Oh, you want that old me

But right now, kinda feelin' like Pimp C

I can't hold you

Just pay the shit, it's just a couple coupes and I'm over you

When old love turns jealous

My new love is overzealous

I'm in the middle, Margiela

Jump in the wagon

Over here floatin' like Aladdin

She rubbin' on me wishin' for shit, she gotta have it

Thick lips, that black magic

Whippin' this thing, swerving

In and outta my lane

Get a grip, that's what I'm doing

Feel her up, that's what I'm doing

Steering wheel at the same time

That '24 with low miles

She talkin' that rockstar shit

She talkin' in bad bitch

You ain't shit, she said, "You ain't either"

What if I told the world? She said, "Who'd believe ya?"

Come and get your money

Come get it, come get it, come get it

What your friends tell ya about me?

You want me to NFL ya

You want that NBA check

Pop somethin' at Coachella

Margiela

Oh, you want that old me

But right now, kinda feelin' like Pimp C

I can't hold you

Just pay the shit, it's just a couple coupes and I'm over you

When old love turns jealous

My new love is overzealous

I'm in the middle, Margiela

She's tryna make things right

Just pulling me back in, pulling me back in

My new girl keep askin' 'bout us

And I'm like, "You don't wanna know"

But girl, shut the door and let it go

And leave the past right there

And get that ass over here, in the air, right there

Let me put this picture in your perfect frame

Come make me fall in love again

I swore that we would never change

But while I'm fuckin' you, all I fuckin' see is her face

Get a grip, that's what I'm doing

Paint her lips, that's what I'm doing

When I left her, I swear that I'd be fine

Now I can't seem to find my mind

Now you both see the dark nigga in me

All I see is fog from the Remy

I care

You thought I should have cared more

I could say the same

I could lay the blame on you

But there's only one thing a rich nigga can do

Come and get your money (Oh)

Come get it, come get it, come get it

What your friends tell ya about me?

You want me to NFL ya

You want that NBA check

Pop somethin' at Coachella (Oh-woah)

Margiela

Oh, you want that old me

But right now, kinda feelin' like Pimp C

I can't hold you

Just pay the shit, it's just a couple coupes and I'm over you

When old love turns jealous

My new love is overzealous

I'm in the middle, Margiela

I'm in the middle

You want me to love you

More than you love me

You want it fair

Find any way to be here

Now that I'm not there no more

She's tryna make things right, yeah

Just pulling me back in, pulling me back in

Margiela

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