Used to This - BR3, Jacquees

What’s happenin'?

Hey

Jacquees

Money to the ceiling (Hey)

I know you ain’t used to this livin' (Ha, right)

Have you shinin' like Christmas (Christmas)

I’ma take shawty with me (Hey)

I be Bobby and you be Whitney (Hey)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)

Part of me been thinking wait a minute

The other half just want extended living

So pardon me if I’m confused a little

Bout how you can bring so many different feelings

And the money is tempting, irrational bitches be so so gone

Flat when the 64 on, tryna push it

Push back 'til your back beat gone

But honesty and loyalty would make your backbone strong (Woo)

Are my intentions matching your intentions?

It’s a beautiful situation, ain’t no counter interest

Hate and jealousy in your pocket, still it bust your britches

And if pressure could cut a diamond, we got diamond stitches

Army mission, salute a Major or a major vision

Ain’t no playin' with it, you been ridin' like a shawty with extended clips

And since you miss’s, bliss you miss me

Cause a kiss can make you slip

And when you trip, extended seasons fall in, I’m all in

And when you got my head ringin', I’ma call you (I'ma call you)

And if you springin' every summer, I’ma foul you (i'ma foul you)

And when we mood switch, mood rings bring

Every move that I love when your mood ring change

Money to the ceiling (Hey)

I know you ain’t used to this livin' (Ha, right)

Have you shinin' like Christmas (Ha, right)

I’ma take shawty with me (Hey)

I be Bobby and you be Whitney (Hey)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)

Extended trips out to the monastery

Yoga classes in the riviera

I went from nothing to something

More complicated than baby

I know it’s crazy, but you’ve been here (Woo)

I’ve got a practical answer to every doubt

And every red carpet trip, we’ll be in there (We'll be in there)

White folks and swimwear

If you still don’t get the picture, paint it clearer

Here’s a mirror, you can sit here, rewind My counter part, every literal

question, receive a literal answer

Ain’t no bus fare, share meals like lunch care

Redeals and point there

You mad, then punch here

And that wasn’t a punch-line either

If they bring the blueprint, baby got my ether

Redline when they bring that fever

More clouds than a southern preacher, yep

Ride or die, I done found my sheeple (Woah)

To gain a queen is part of your everything

And piles become a nation and haters are just a thing

She badder than your Rhianna, she under my Christmas tree

Got a present for my past and future that’s yet to be

Money to the ceiling (Hey)

I know you ain’t used to this livin' (Ha, right)

Have you shinin' like Christmas (Ha, right)

I’ma take shawty with me (Hey)

I be Bobby and you be Whitney (Hey)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)

And we don’t fuss, we don’t fight (No way)