(Lil' Mo)   L-I-L M-O   Yo shorty can I live   Since you always wanna lay- up on something   Touch something   Then you gotta pay-up on something   Come off that playa   Quit tryin to hold an event   All this love aint for free nigga what you think?   Like I'ma work for some tips while you cruisin your six   You gon' take me to the mall and you'll flood out my wrist   Think I'ma let you hit for you put chairs up in this bitch   Think I'ma have them kids and I aint seeing 'bout a grip   Shit I don't know what you heard   But that dough do matter   I wanna be so icy I break the Wind-chill Factor   I wanna be up at the Grammy's next to Jada and Will   And when they peep out my shine yo they both catch chill   I wanna ball with the ballers   Wanna play with the players   Make my best friend see me and she turn into a hater   I'm high maintenance   Endorse me with no fake money   Real niggas make money   Real women take money      [Chorus]   You gotta spend the dough you see   If you wanna be with me   My hair my clothes my nails my feet   Aint nothin' over here for free   You gotta spend the dough you see   If you wanna be with me      [Yukmouth]   Playboy you buy that broad gators   You payin' car payments   Playboy you buy that broad bracelets   They all high maintenance      Start with the basics   All bitches suck dick   All bitches aint shit   All bitches pussy stank   Shit all bitches high maintenance   Ya 'll pussy aint worth gators and tennis bracelets   When they keep pictures of niggas they take it in the basement   You give her paper   Take her to Vegas (that's high maintenance)   You payin' Navigator car payments (that's high maintenance)   Nigga you keep her draped with stupid jewels and loot to play with   Thinkin you a player when you really losin papers   On exotic vacations   Nights at crustaceans   Crack (?) take off the cape its mistaken   You remind me of them broad playas that date Caucasians   Fuck they millions off and don't (?)   But playa patna   Go buy her Prada (?) even Estada   Not knowing she just fucked your best patna   You still put baguettes on her collar   And get engaged with a bitch who aint shit   That broad high maintenance      Chorus      [Lil' Mo]   Nigga don't flip over that trip to Nevada   Only reason that I went was to trick yo dollars   Sip Colada   Oh yeah let me remind ya   If you was circumcised I wouldn't have hit you patna   Cause all girls want niggas to know (we high maintenance)   And all niggas better give us the dough (so just face it)   And since you payin for my car, my crib, my hair, my gear, my clothes   You tell me who's really the ho nigga      [Yukmouth]   I aint the one   The one that get played like a pooper-scooper   These chicken heads in my Coupe with the roof up   I get in between the sheets like a Ku Klux   Bust two nuts (then do what?)   Fuck everybody in yo crew that knew ya (then do what?)   Scramble through your purse and steal your credit cards (do what?)   Do doughnuts in yo shit until I wreck the car (do what?)   Disrespect my broad   Check my broad   Sex her   Squirt it in one eye   Still won't get my broad   Fuck naw...      [Chorus]