Caleborate Us And Them Lyrics
Us And Them by Caleborate
[Hook: Cash Campain]
Good girls like you, they be no fun
Go out to the club and not see anyone
Good girls like you, there's no nightlife
All them lonely men just go home to their wives
It's for my ladies getting dressed up for the club
Go and put that makeup on, stuff them titties up
You know them niggas hating, you know them girlies looking
But you living for tonight, fuck tomorrow, right?
[Verse 1: Caleborate]
Right, okay, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yo, wait up, you may not be able to fit in that dress you spent your check on
Them [?] pumps, don't work out the same way
But they look good on Instagram, so they okay
You ditching your friends for club girls, cause they got I.D
And them connections, you want to be in a section of a baller
A nigga with them dollars, a nigga who might introduce you to a 6-2 hoop doo
And you just got that jewellery, you bought it from your wife friend
Who sing ratchet songs so she can get to tag along
Oo, girl, look who flexin' all on the gram now
It's your ex-boyfriend with some chick at the waffle house
He gets no love, you don't stop to like his pictures
Cause you going to the club and bringing all your problems with you
Oo, no love cause you don't stop to like his pictures
You just going to the club and bringing all your problems with you, oo
[Hook: Cash Campain]
[Verse 2: Caleborate]
On time, when I seent you you said you'd be ready
Well, ready ain't coming too soon
You said your hair was almost finished
And I guess that almost finished means, like, twenty more minutes
Or, like, thirty more minutes
Me likey when you finish though
Bring your ass up out that bathroom
I'm the first one to touch you, now your cell phone ringing
I don't care who's calling
All they want to do is talk about your rappin' ass boyfriend
And, how he wear the same clothes and those damn skinny jeans
Though they think they doing something, but they ain't doing a thing
They just mad cause they ain't like us and their ass is single
And they don't cuddle up at night, they all on Christian Mingle
Don't let them women bring you down just cause you got a man
They just want company, misery just wants some of me
But you know that I don't stop to like her pictures
Cause I'm going to the club and taking all my problems with us
[Hook: Cash Campain]
Good girls like you, they be no fun
Go out to the club and not see anyone
Good girls like you, there's no nightlife
All them lonely men just go home to their wives
It's for my ladies getting dressed up for the club
Go and put that makeup on, stuff them titties up
You know them niggas hating, you know them girlies looking
But you living for tonight, fuck tomorrow, right?
[Verse 1: Caleborate]
Right, okay, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yo, wait up, you may not be able to fit in that dress you spent your check on
Them [?] pumps, don't work out the same way
But they look good on Instagram, so they okay
You ditching your friends for club girls, cause they got I.D
And them connections, you want to be in a section of a baller
A nigga with them dollars, a nigga who might introduce you to a 6-2 hoop doo
And you just got that jewellery, you bought it from your wife friend
Who sing ratchet songs so she can get to tag along
Oo, girl, look who flexin' all on the gram now
It's your ex-boyfriend with some chick at the waffle house
He gets no love, you don't stop to like his pictures
Cause you going to the club and bringing all your problems with you
Oo, no love cause you don't stop to like his pictures
You just going to the club and bringing all your problems with you, oo
[Hook: Cash Campain]
[Verse 2: Caleborate]
On time, when I seent you you said you'd be ready
Well, ready ain't coming too soon
You said your hair was almost finished
And I guess that almost finished means, like, twenty more minutes
Or, like, thirty more minutes
Me likey when you finish though
Bring your ass up out that bathroom
I'm the first one to touch you, now your cell phone ringing
I don't care who's calling
All they want to do is talk about your rappin' ass boyfriend
And, how he wear the same clothes and those damn skinny jeans
Though they think they doing something, but they ain't doing a thing
They just mad cause they ain't like us and their ass is single
And they don't cuddle up at night, they all on Christian Mingle
Don't let them women bring you down just cause you got a man
They just want company, misery just wants some of me
But you know that I don't stop to like her pictures
Cause I'm going to the club and taking all my problems with us
[Hook: Cash Campain]