Gotta tell me what's the move babe
Out here with my dawgs and they choosy
Cause these bitches is fake like a toupée
Day bout to end so I hop in the whip
Got the club going up on a Tuesday
And we do it again
Pull up and hop out the back of the Benz
That shit more than your rent
She wanted me but I wanted her friend
Thank god that's how it went
That girl was a b**h and my b**h is a ten
I wanna buy whips put Forgis on that shit
My dawgs swervin' the ends and we droppin' the top
Rolex on my wrist baguettes factory set
If you talking bout pills we don't want it at all
But we pour up Patrón
four shots to the face to get me in my zone babe
Come on give me some more babe
Feeling me up while she kissing me slowly
Keep on going it's soothing
Yea I'm liking the view of it
Rewind and replay it again and again
My life is a movie
Gotta tell me what's the move babe
Out here with my dawgs and they choosy
Cause these bitches is fake like a toupée
Day bout to end so I hop in the whip
Got the club going up on a Tuesday
And we do it again
Pull up and hop out the back of the Benz
Yea hold up, yea hold up
Gimme the cash and I'm Burberry baggin' it
Walk in the club make it rain in it
End of the night can't see nothing
Start rakin' it up
Don't put up a fuss
No need for the drama
Give up and come gimme some love
She don't believe in a god
Only time that she prayin' is to SAINT LAURENT
Then we back to the condo
Can I pour you another yea one more
Didn't even take one toke
Vision is blurry from liquor and blunt smoke
Mixing it all got me so gone
Whiskey and rum in my cola
White bitches up off the coca
She took one bump them its so long
Hold up
Gotta tell me what's the move babe
Out here with my dawgs and they choosy
Cause these bitches is fake like a toupée
Day bout to end so I hop in the whip
Got the club going up on a Tuesday
And we do it again
Pull up and hop out the back of the Benz
