Nah... Fuck it... me out
1] I hit phone like, "What's up? When you tryin' get this sex me You I don't mean no disrespect, honey, ayy" Ain't no gas, you the best, Fine ass, send a pic, had to get a text me how that gold sit on your neck, honey That gold chain that's on your I love the way you dress, got a nigga so Come out to the west, you say a bet (bet) Wish I had a jet, get you here Been on one before, must be with a rapper I knew you was it when you drove out to Atlanta I knew you was different you spoke to me, your grammar So and mannered, yeah that shit attractive And you nasty, me come break your back in (back in) What's later? We got action No distraction, a place that we could crash in
girl, ayy I know a place Know a place that we could in A where we could get there I a place, oh What you what you askin'? Baby me what you askin' for Back and She want that sticky slow molasses Slow, girl, slow, you want, you can have it Honey, you a bad
2] They know what I know They don't see I see You bitches gon' hate on you constantly Say the things you you prolly got from me That's nonsense, we listen to nonsense Get it on her own, no she don't a sponsor Yeah mama, get your bread, so innocent but she a head monster She could get whoever, swear I lay it proper But you can still call me Papa Take trips with me, nothing's what it's cost ya Next we hit New York we need a loft, yeah Damn that ass so Handful of your hair, I it when I break you off Get it, get it you want, yup (want, yeah) at you, baby you dolled up Don't be modest, you get all me what you askin'
Oh, I a place where a place that we could crash in A where we could get there I a place, oh you askin'? Honey what you Baby tell me you askin' for Back and She want that sticky like molasses Slow, girl, slow, you want, you can have it Honey, you a bad
Bad Yeah, Yeah,