Women Lie, Men Lie Songtext

von Yo Gotti

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Hey, step up in the party and them bad bitches be on me
I be sippin' on Patron, when I'm jumpin' out Ferrari's
I be rocking Gucci, sometimes Louis, I'm retarded
And I'm real fine, shawty, with the shades by Bacaray

Hand on my scrop, I got my mind on my money
'Cause if my mind on dine, he ain't taking nothing from me
Headed on these choppers too, headed on these choppers too
Headed on the hood and around 'cause this how much the choppers shop

Ballin' is my hobby, damn, homie goin' shoppin'
Got a 5 star with me and a milli in the lobby
Took her to the room, she hit me with that line
She ain't that type of girl so I told her stop lying

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Young money, yeah, okay

I ain't gotta lie, cross my heart hope to die
The numbers don't lie, G5 over sky
I fucked her pussy good, make her cry if I tried
I'm tired of being sick and I'm sick of being tired

Tired of these niggas and tired of these bitches
Shit, let 'em lie as long as they ain't snitching
Ha, ha, and men lie about women
And shit, women lie about plenty

Huh, they lying on me
I'm in the bed with 2 fine bitches lying on me
So that would make 3 and numbers don't lie
And money don't lie and neither do I, bitch

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

I'm trying to count to a billion, my bitch Brazilian
Hop in that Lam, push the button, lose the ceiling
Sun out, no raindrops, posting the same spot
Right here in North, North Memphis's where I came from

Hundred on the neck, I ain't never had shit
The streets gave me family, Barry White cut the check
Ain't no secret in the streets, niggas know I gotten it
Got swagger through the roof, I was born with just to fit

Zip code on my wrist, phone number in the bank
In my 10 till 6, where my 305 paint
I got my 357 and my 501s
And a Lear 55 with my Air Force Ones, no lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Say what you want, but the numbers don't lie