Okay you got it. Okay you got it Champagne on that ass Just keep it poppin' Keep it poppin' Cause you South Beach soaking for the Sauga City kid Baby, I'm riding around and getting it Swear I'm riding around, and they sweating it Cause I know, I got you for sure Yeah, couple shots of patron have us right in the zone Baby, yeah That's just the specifics baby, we get it, we get it Just let your pussy talk. Don't let this feeling fade Girl cut them bitches off. They ain't got shit to say.
Okay you back to talking that shit again Question me about where I been I don't even know why you here You ain't even 'po'ed be here I put it all the line I be loving you every night You the one I come home to right, right, right
Man I wish I had some weed up in my system Cause I'm bout two seconds away from just flippin' out How could you say that I did it when I didn't Think it's 'bout time that we end this now
I don't need your trust I don't need this shit, yeah I have had enough I think you should just Run away Get away, find a new love Run away