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" no gas, you the best, honey Fine ass, send a pic, had to get a text me how that gold sit on your neck, honey That chain that's on your neck I love the way you dress, got a so impressed 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 you was with it when you drove out to Atlanta I knew you was when you spoke to me, your grammar So eloquent and mannered, yeah shit attractive And you nasty, me come break your back in (back in) poppin' later? We got action No distraction, know a that we could crash in
girl, ayy I know a where Know a place we could crash in A place where we get there I a place, oh What you Honey what you tell me what you askin' for Back and She want that sticky slow like Slow, girl, slow, you want, you can have it Honey, you a bad
2] They don't know I know They don't see I see You know bitches hate on you constantly Say the things you you prolly got from me nonsense, we don't listen to nonsense Get it on her own, no she don't a sponsor Yeah mama, get your bread, Look so but she a head monster She could get whoever, I gotta lay it proper But you can still me Young Papa Take trips with me, nothing's what it's gon' ya Next we hit New York we need a loft, yeah Damn ass so soft Handful of your hair, I pull it I break you off Get it, get it you want, yup (want, yeah) Look at you, baby you up be modest, you get all this Tell me what you
Oh, I know a place Know a place we could crash in A place we could get there I a place, oh you askin'? Honey what you Baby tell me what you for and forth She want that sticky slow molasses Slow, girl, slow, you want, you can have it Honey, you a bad
Bad Yeah, Yeah,