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Phabo - BMF, a song that captivates with its unique blend of melody and storytelling. Whether you're a fan of the artist or just discovering this track, we’ve got you covered with the full lyrics for an easy read.
BMF
by Phabo
Chorus: PHABO & Kyla
We're blowin' money fast
You're not used to this
We can make this moment last
You can come back to my crib
We're blowin' money fast
We ain't got much time to spend
We can make this moment last (Last)
Let you come back where I live, my crib (Oh), my crib
Verse 1: PHABO & Kyla
She's not afraid upon the stage
Pretty young thing but don't act her age (Oh)
Rock a big ring, but she's not engaged
We in the VIP, she tell me everything
These bitches hatе, playin' in your face
But nothin' motivate 'em likе your inspiration
Put on that R&B while you clean your place
Do you have work (Tonight) or you're on your way?
Pre-Chorus: PHABO
Yeah
Say she ain't get enough sleep (I still want you)
Like Ginuwine, I'm anxious but I wait
And rushin' ain't my style
Chorus: PHABO
We're blowin' money fast (Too fast)
You're not used to this (To this)
We can make this moment last (It last)
You can come back to my crib (My crib)
We're blowin' money fast (Too fast)
We ain't got much time to spend (Time to spend)
We can make this moment last (Last)
Let you come back where I live (I live), my crib (Yeah, my crib), my crib
Verse 2: PHABO & Kyla
What's the deal?
It's like 3 a.m
Breakin' news, CNN
Losin' weight and losin' friends, losin' sleep again (Sleep)
He been openin' your mail and your messages
Ooh, I hate these niggas 'cause they fuck it up for us (For what?)
Why he can't return the pussy better than it was?
Independent woman but she's stressed 'bout a bond
Don't wanna let you down, that's why I'm always pickin' up
So when you get off, come to where I stay
Pre-Chorus: PHABO & Kyla
Yeah
Say she ain't get enough sleep (I still want you)
Like Ginuwine, I'm anxious but I wait (But I wait)
And rushin' ain't my style
Chorus: PHABO
We're blowin' money fast (Too fast)
You're not used to this (To this)
We can make this moment last (If you want it)
You can come back to my crib (Let you come back to my—)
We're blowin' money fast (Too fast)
We ain't got much time to spend (Time to spend)
We can make this moment last (Last)
Let you come back where I live (I live), my crib (My crib), my crib
Outro: Kyla
Ooh, ooh
My crib, my crib
Oh-oh
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