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