Priceless Lyrics – Jourdin Pauline

Priceless Lyrics by Jourdin Pauline

When I pull up
Everybody know when I pull up
You can see it on me when I’m done up
Little b#tch fine, fine

If I show up
Boys go hard when I show up [Hard!
You can’t tell it’s on me and you know ’cause
Lil’ baby fine, fine

Big Maybach truck on your block, block
When they see me, they say it’s too hot, hot
Tell his wack #ss no WAP, WAP
Can’t f#ck with ’em, don’t f#ck with ’em [f#ck with ’em!]

Ain’t no time, I’m ahead of it
If he ain’t on mine, he irrelevant
Priceless p#ss#, not selling it
Might spend another hunnid for the hell of it

Ain’t no time, I’m ahead of it
[Ain’t no, Ain’t no, Ain’t no time
Got a priceless p#ss#, not sеlling it
Running up the bag for the hell of it

Ain’t no pricе tag on it, p#ss# plead the fifth, yeah
Money ain’t a thing, baby, we are rich
What’s a little bag to a big bank?
Only hoes need a trick, n#gg#, point blank

Little P.Y.T. with a passport
Taking everything, I don’t gotta ask for it
Had to switch phones ever since my bedzel got 6 tones
sh#t hittin’ different when you skidding through time zones

So what, you got bands, that don’t make it wet
So what, if you a fan, might as well be celibate
p#ss# too elegant
And I’m still running up the bag for the hell of it

Yeah
Ain’t no time, I’m ahead of it
If he ain’t on mine, he irrelevant
Priceless p#ss#, not selling it

Might spend another hunnid for the hell of it
Ain’t no time, I’m ahead of it
[Ain’t no, Ain’t no, Ain’t no time
Got a priceless p#ss#, not selling it

Running up the bag for the hell of it
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Jourdin Pauline Lyrics – Priceless

Jourdin Pauline

Priceless