| You heard me talking, baby |
| (Talking babe) |
| This is what I told you |
| Aye lil momma, lemme holla at you though on some real street shit |
| Come fuck with a gangsta’s life |
| Let’s keep it gangsta for one night |
| Anytime that I need it or we creepin' off |
| (When we creepin' off) |
| My bitch complaining, I know what she need |
| (What she need) |
| Give her this dick when I be stroking going deep, yeah |
| It ain’t no rush |
| That seat on the car, got her ducking |
| When she eat that dick up, she spit it all on me, yeah |
| Pick on that 40, I walk thru the party like fuck it, I’ll eat in the corner (I |
| do) |
| And she let me record it |
| Whenever she suck it, it had put me up in a coma |
| I tell her nigga to stop it, he buggin' |
| He heard I’m crushin' |
| (I said that I wasn’t) |
| Keep it G to a certain extent |
| If he talk out his neck, he get hit with a hunnit' |
| (Hold up, wait) |
| Extended clip, when I jump out the whip |
| On my hip, you can see that I’m clutching (POW!) |
| She tell all her friends I be thuggin' |
| Call her a bitch when that dick in her stomach |
| Oooh, she be runnin' |
| Now, I wanna fuck |
| Fuck making love, it ain’t no feelings |
| We so wrong, so wrong, so wrong |
| You can tell when I pull up and walk thru the buildin' |
| It’s on all day long |
| She love when I look in her eyes |
| (Hold on, wait) |
| But this ain’t the feeling when you making love |
| I just tell her to jump in my ride |
| (Hold up, wait) |
| I put that dick in her spine |
| I bet when I’m done, I won’t call her one time |
| Her lil nigga, he keep calling my line |
| Cause I’m fucking his, now he fucking mine |
| To me, they just hoes (yeah) |
| We fucking both (yeah) |
| We gettin' money, so let’s make a toast (real) |
| I keep a hunnit' on me on the road (I do) |
| That pussy get wet on ya, I need to float |
| The pussy gettin' wetter, I need a boat |
| Bitch, I got power, ain’t talking ghosts |
| I do the most |
| Ten minutes of shame on me |
| Still ridin' with the thang on me |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I wanna fuck |
| Fuck making love, it ain’t no feelings |
| We so wrong, so wrong, so wrong |
| You can tell when I pull up and walk thru the buildin' |
| It’s on all day long |
| I wanna fuck |
| Fuck making love, it ain’t no feelings |
| We so wrong, so wrong, so wrong |
| You can tell when I pull up and walk thru the buildin' |
| It’s on all day long |