Binz Songtext
von Solange

Hey

Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah


I just wanna wake up to the suns and Saint Laurent
Hundred thousand dollars on the fronts and the blunts
I just wanna wake up on ya thigh, on a yacht
Or in the Rolls that's rented, windows tinted
We call that big spendin', big spendin'
I'ma get back on my feet, give me a minute
I'ma feel this in my thighs, like he been in it
Young Simma, Young Simmer
Give me a minute

Sun down, wind chimes
Break it down, one line, a line
Can't no see me, no flex, be kind
Dollars never show up on CP time

I just wanna wake up on CP time
Wake up to that nigga, leave he behind
Get a presidential suite, leave with they linen
In the Rolls that's rented, windows tinted

Sun down, wind chimes
Break it down, one line, a line
Can't no see me, no flex, be kind
Dollars never show up on CP time

Well, do you have a comment?
No, I didn't say a thing, uh-uh
I didn't say nothin'