When I up in the club, I'm mad shit, Come up in the club I'm to get my ass kicked, I'm sippin' on some Gin, Sip, Sippin' on Jack, Slip $60 in her panties with my on the back
the proof is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a and vacant corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the roof is gone, when we that, And baby chases she don't know what she's seeing, I was steady, you fleeting
bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I want you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I just you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, Punk Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight
Uh, yeah, good, Throw me up in the sounds good
When I up in the club, I'm mad dumb, Ladies lookin' at me 'em, "come and get some," I'm sippin' on some Jack, Sip, on some Gin, Tip, tippin' all these strippers like I know them as my
'Cause the is in the Kodak, The throw-backs in a dark and corner, You freezing, I was warmer, And the is gone, we know that, And chases like she don't know what she's seeing, I was steady, you were
bitch, 'Cause I've it before, bitch, And I care anymore, bitch, And I just you to know, bitch, bitch, 'Cause seen it before, bitch, And I don't anymore, bitch, And I want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight, bitch Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, bitch, Whoa oh, We datin' mad models and poppin' mad tonight
it down, the nice, 'Cause I just keep coming back
bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch, Yeah, bitch,
You put my in a box, It was the one inside locket, happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket, Your say to come, But your eyes say I should it, If I all I've done, I be trapped inside that locket
You put my in a box, It was the one your locket, What happened to the keys that to jingle in your pocket, fingers say to come, But your eyes say I should it, If I all I've done, I would be trapped inside that
You put my picture in a box (cause I've it before) It was the one inside locket, What happened to the keys that used to jingle in your pocket (and I care anymore) Your say to come, But your eyes say I should stop it (and I want you to know) If I regret all done, I would be trapped inside that locket (that we datin' mad models and mad bottles tonight)