Chicks = Trouble lyrics

Rolls Royce shoppin

Vicodin poppin

Burn my cash in Beverly Hills

Gold card lover

Accountants run for cover

Gucci went and jacked up my bill

Well I know I shouldn't say it

But truth be told

I really thought that pussy was Gold

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Chicks = trouble

Ya add it up and get what ya get

Chicks = trouble

I always step right in

I always step right in the shit

Yeah I have a jet

My balls are deep in debt

And all she hears is ch ch ching

But she wants more

A gold diggin whore

Here come the lawyers again

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I always step right in the shit

He never said I could catch this from a centerfold

But I got it bad and the doctor said I should've known

I should've known

I should've known

[Chorus]

Ya add it up and get what ya get

Chicks = trouble

You add it up

You get what ya get

Awww she gets half

Oh no no