Check me out, uh, with her or her.
Yeah, you want her.
In the Jeep, couple Gs, gripped a couple turns.
I need to see you first.
That's the way it works.
You want to design the purses, but that ain't how it works.
Not me, not a drop of thirst, baby, in the club cutting cake.
It's nigga birthday.
Pop the dime, P-Bopper, bruh.
Need to celebrate.
And don't act like me in the spot trying to chase me.
Give us space.
If we like it, then we let you know.
Girlfriend pick you out, that's how I really roll She like it, then I like it, then we rent a boat
Couple Cinephiles, gotta get them both.
With the bathrobe on and my shower shoes.
Master Grand Heels up with the Fila suit.
Real live nigga rap and you see it too.
Tesla coupe with the scenic route.
You know you like it.
Girl, put your plane.
Just cut the gas.
The way I does it.
You know you love it.
Girl, quit complaining.
Just cut the gas.
Gonna bring it over here to me Come on, come on, come on Gonna bring it over here to me
Come on, come on, come on.
You know how it is.
You know how I do.
I'm about the business.
Sipping champagne on the roof, going swimming.
Now you want to hang with the crew.
Bring your friends.
We can pop for a few seconds.
I reckon we can all get loose.
Pop the pinot.
Pop the goose.
Oh, you faded now.
I'm on a thing or two.
Girl, stop playing.
This ain't nothing new.
You one of them chicks that like to twerk a lot.
I'm one of them players, no Twitter, no phone.
Page a pimp when you want to get it on.
And make it quick, I'm finna hit the road.
Slide, glide, skippity-skip, I turn water to wine.
Girl, don't trip.
What's your sign?
I go with all of them.
In the game, I'm a butter rim.
Girl, don't need to hide it.
You know you like it.
Girl, quit your playing.
Just cut the games.
The way I does it.
You know you love it.
Girl, quit complaining.
Just cut the game.
Gonna bring it over here to me Come on, come on, come on Gonna bring it over here to me
Come on, come on, come on.
Normal load riders, Westside Bolli providers, grinding all day with no problems, getting your dollars, go ahead and pop your collars.
As I recall, it was me and a chick with a fleet and a fifth.
Kicking it with G's and a Vip.
She handed me the keys to the whip.
I said, please, we could dip.
Let me slip into your crease for a bit.
I hope it's sweet.
Cause if it is, baby, I'm a Bon Appetit.
Hand me the bib, cause you know that I'm gon' feast.
And yeah, I know you petite, but it don't matter, cause I know you a freak.
So once you gone, then let a nigga put it down, down, down.
Hope you ready, cause I'm finna go to town, town, town.
Girl, I love it every time you make that sound, sound, sound.
Pow, pow.
Buddy is a dog, and I'm finna pound, pound.
Pound, now, I'm hittin' it from the back Ow, she likin' it like that Bow, oh yeah, her booty belumped She was in check, made the cut So bump to this, puff puff to this Girl, you need to hide it
You know you like it.
Girl, quit your playing.
Just cut the games.
The way I does it.
You know you love it.
Girl, quit complaining.
Just cut the games.
Gonna bring it over here to me Come on, come on, come on Gonna bring it over here to me
Come on, come on, come on
