My Check (Explicit)
Eric Bellinger"My Check (Explicit)" is a song by Eric Bellinger, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:50 long and contains 60 lines and 480 words.
Lyrics
0:14All I really wanted was a chance to play the game
0:17I knew one shot is all it would ever take
0:21I'm a 1 of 1 ni**a from around the way
0:24Now I'm pulling up to the house inside the gate
0:27I'm on a wave
0:29I wanna shout out my enemies
0:30All of them doubted me when they said no
0:32You don't know what it did to me
0:34The way I've been putting in work I knew it would happen eventually
0:38The way that my section is glistening
0:39They had to acknowledge the victory
0:41All of these bottles was sent to me
0:43You won't never ever hear me say we ran out
0:47Even when I'm sitting at my table I stand out
0:50Got my back against the wall hit me with the rotation
0:54Ain't afraid to spend it all yeah if you with the lituation
0:57I could fit your whole phone number in my check
1:01I could build another majic city with my check
1:04I put on my niggas from the city with my check
1:08She said is it w**d and alcohol and I'm like check
1:13She must of heard about my check
1:15Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check
1:20Look like the lotto with my check
1:23I got comma comma comma commas on my check
1:27Money make me happy
1:29B**ch I'm always smiling
1:31All my diamonds water
1:32I look like a island
1:34Put a check on my feet b**ch these ain't no nikes
1:38Blood all over my karates
1:41Y'all niggas really be cheap
1:43I get money in my sleep
1:45Niggas get me sh*t for free
1:47B**ches gotta pay the fee
1:48Just a one nighter and
1:51She want the title I want the title
1:52I think my lambo might be depressed
1:54Cause all of the doors is suicidal
1:56I think I need an apology
1:57Look at my stats I'm a prodigy
1:59I can't explain what's inside of me
2:01You can't f**k with the boy niggas tired of me
2:03Shoutout to b**ches that's feeling me
2:05I know my ex's is missing me
2:06All the counters be killing me
2:08Somebody broke but it isn't me
2:10I just really had to add a couple rooms to my house
2:13I think I been moving way to f**king fast to slow down
2:17Niggas always in a rush
2:19All we wanna do is ball
2:21Just might just call me usher
2:22Baby you don't have to call cause
2:24I could fit your whole phone number in my check
2:28I could build another majic city with my check
2:31I put on my niggas from the city with my check
2:35She said is it w**d and alcohol and I'm like check
2:39She must of heard about my check
2:43Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check
2:47Look like the lotto with my check
2:50I got comma comma comma commas on my check
All I really wanted was a chance to play the game I knew one shot is all it would ever take I'm a 1 of 1 ni**a from around the way Now I'm pulling up to the house inside the gate I'm on a wave I wanna shout out my enemies All of them doubted me when they said no You don't know what it did to me The way I've been putting in work I knew it would happen eventually The way that my section is glistening They had to acknowledge the victory All of these bottles was sent to me You won't never ever hear me say we ran out Even when I'm sitting at my table I stand out Got my back against the wall hit me with the rotation Ain't afraid to spend it all yeah if you with the lituation I could fit your whole phone number in my check I could build another majic city with my check I put on my niggas from the city with my check She said is it w**d and alcohol and I'm like check She must of heard about my check Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check Look like the lotto with my check I got comma comma comma commas on my check Money make me happy B**ch I'm always smiling All my diamonds water I look like a island Put a check on my feet b**ch these ain't no nikes Blood all over my karates Y'all niggas really be cheap I get money in my sleep Niggas get me sh*t for free B**ches gotta pay the fee Just a one nighter and She want the title I want the title I think my lambo might be depressed Cause all of the doors is suicidal I think I need an apology Look at my stats I'm a prodigy I can't explain what's inside of me You can't f**k with the boy niggas tired of me Shoutout to b**ches that's feeling me I know my ex's is missing me All the counters be killing me Somebody broke but it isn't me I just really had to add a couple rooms to my house I think I been moving way to f**king fast to slow down Niggas always in a rush All we wanna do is ball Just might just call me usher Baby you don't have to call cause I could fit your whole phone number in my check I could build another majic city with my check I put on my niggas from the city with my check She said is it w**d and alcohol and I'm like check She must of heard about my check Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check Look like the lotto with my check I got comma comma comma commas on my check
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